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

of concern

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

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

and surely that should cool

didn’t receive a reply from

her number again, only to find out

a moment ago he could call her, but now her phone

Frederick was livid.

safety, but she

crossed the line! Didn’t she need this job? Fine, if she doesn’t

threat, waiting for Marguerite to reply and come

days passed and Marguerite didn’t reply

to soothe Frederick, he cautiously asked, “Frederick, has

troubled by this for days, and

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

closer to Frederick and anxiously

Marguerite is, she wouldn’t disappear without a trace. Have you tried tracking

thought about it, the more

she didn’t want to come to the office, considering her dedication to her work, she would complete

she did none of that and just

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

Frederick would be filled

Frederick’s desk, turned on the computer, and