Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 45

Sunshine streamed through the windows into the president’s office of the Winston Group, spreading warmth and coziness. Frederick lounged on his swivel chair, basking in the sun, while his assistant, Chuck, respectfully reported from behind him, “Mr. Winston, Marguerite and the Lockwood family do have a connection, but they don’t interact much.”

Frederick massaged his forehead, confused. “If Marguerite was truly adopted by the Lockwood family, why are there no adoption records? And there’s no proof that Marguerite is a Lockwood.”

Chuck quickly pieced together a possibility from their previous investigation. “The Lockwood family might have taken Marguerite in temporarily before she was taken away by her own family. We found out that Marguerite lived with her grandmother since childhood. She might’ve been taken away by her grandmother.”

Frederick nodded in agreement.

Speaking of Marguerite’s grandmother, Frederick suddenly remembered his agreement with Yuna. “By the way, how’s the search for Yuna’s grandmother?”

Chuck dropped his gaze, looking guilty. “Still looking.”

Frederick threw him a displeased look, then massaged his forehead again.

What a bunch of useless guys. They had her grandmother’s detailed information and they still couldn’t find her.

But what Frederick didn’t know was that Yuna’s grandmother and Marguerite’s grandmother were the same person.

He opened his eyes and looked at Chuck. “How’s Marguerite? Is her health improving?”

“Mr. Winston, Marguerite has already returned to work.”

Frederick frowned, his concern subtly leaked from his tone. “Who allowed her to come to work?”

Polar Radiance perfume and felt she had been delaying the

hint of interest. “She does have a

the time and made a suggestion. “It’s almost lunchtime. Should I send her

shook his head. “No need. She’s all about work right now. She won’t rest well at home, so let her stay at the company. Also, order a meal from Epicurean Eats.”

down the order. “Mr.

thought for a moment. “A nut chicken salad,

“Mr. Winston, do

at him. “Do I look like I need

hesitated before asking, “Then, this

“For Marguerite.”

felt that Frederick seemed to be more concerned about

Estates this morning. Although he didn’t know what she said, he was sure it

holding Yuna from afar, which filled his heart with disappointment. He believed Mr.

Marguerite now confused him

was the woman Mr.

some of what Yuna said. But

be the same as she was as a

for many years, and he knew better than anyone else that rumor could kill.

Yuna’s words were logical and sincere, they were still just

had eyes. He could judge for himself. He needed to observe for himself what kind of

been living with Marguerite for so many days. Although he always suspected

at Marguerite’s wrongdoings. How

a deep distaste for