Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 38

The moment Frederick stepped into the CEO’s office, he flew off the handle and angrily threw an ashtray at the French window.

“Which department does Marguerite belong to? Get her manager here! She’s slacking off, and now she’s not even showing up for work?”

Looking troubled, Chuck stole a glance at his irate boss and plucked up the courage to say,

“Mr. Winston, you said only you could handle Marguerite. So, she was assigned to your department.”

Frederick spun around, glaring at Chuck. “Are you implying that her absence is my fault?”

Robert squinted and shook his head. He thought, “Isn’t that the truth? If you hadn’t humiliated Marguerite with the jewelry purchase yesterday, would she be avoiding work to dodge you?”

Chuck had the same thoughts, but he didn’t dare to voice them out loud.

Seeing this, Robert waved Chuck out of the room. He sighed and walked over to Frederick.

“This woman is so headstrong. I’m starting to doubt that she really stole the bracelet. Getting the patent is the priority now, and we need to get the perfume formula ASAP.”

Robert cautiously looked at Frederick. “How about you apologize to her?”

A sharp look flashed in Frederick’s eyes as he retorted arrogantly, “Apologize? Who does she think she is?”

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didn’t come home yesterday and she didn’t come to work today. She doesn’t even have a place to stay. Aren’t you worried something dangerous might happen

félt a pang of concern

took a deep breath. Taking out his phone, he sent a text behind

harsh on you about the theft. I’ll help you clear things up. Where are you?

made the biggest concession, and surely that should

receive a

number again, only to find out that her phone was turned

could call her, but now her phone was

Frederick was livid.

safety, but

line! Didn’t she need this job? Fine, if she doesn’t come to me, I will make sure she can’t find a job

to reply and come

passed and Marguerite didn’t reply

While trying to soothe Frederick,

by this for days, and now Robert was rubbing salt in his

his voice sounding demonic, “If you’ve got nothing to do, go

his chair closer to Frederick

she wouldn’t disappear without a trace. Have you tried tracking her

more he thought about it, the more he felt

want to come to the office, considering her dedication to her work, she would complete all her

did none of that

stopped caring about Frederick’s mood. Love wasn’t a chess game, it was not about who

danger, Frederick

desk, turned on the