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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work today. She doesn’t even have a place to

of concern

deep breath. Taking out his phone, he sent

about the theft. I’ll help you clear things up. Where are you? Send me your

made the biggest concession, and surely that should cool

Frederick didn’t receive a reply from

to find out that

ago he could call her,

Frederick was livid.

worried about her safety,

job? Fine, if she

waiting for Marguerite to reply and come begging to

and Marguerite didn’t reply

longer. While trying to soothe Frederick, he cautiously asked, “Frederick, has

days, and now Robert was

got nothing

closer to Frederick and anxiously

how stubborn Marguerite is, she

The more he thought about it,

if she didn’t want to come to the office, considering her dedication to her

none of

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

danger, Frederick

turned on the computer, and