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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come home yesterday and she didn’t come to work today. She doesn’t

pang of concern

his

help you clear things up. Where are you? Send me your location, and I’ll come

and surely that should cool

receive a

her number again, only to

moment ago he could call her, but

Frederick was livid.

was worried about her safety, but she didn’t

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

for Marguerite to reply and come

and Marguerite didn’t

trying to soothe Frederick, he cautiously asked,

troubled by this for days, and

glared at Robert, his voice sounding demonic, “If you’ve got nothing to do, go find a job. Stop

closer to Frederick and

she wouldn’t disappear without

more he thought about it, the more he felt something was

come to the office, considering

of that and just

mood. Love wasn’t a chess game, it

Marguerite was indeed in danger, Frederick would

turned on the