Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 49

Meanwhile, at the Winston Group.

Marguerite walked into the CEO’s office carrying a cardboard box, with Frederick and Robert chit-chatting by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Mr. Winston, Mr. Fitzgerald, Marguerite’s here,” Chuck said, gently knocking on the door, a smile on his face.

The two men turned around at the sound of his voice, their gaze falling on a silent and expressionless Marguerite behind the large box, which made the woman look even more petite and fragile.

“Mr. Winston, where do you think would be a suitable place to set up her workstation?”

Marguerite looked around, the CEO’s office was as stylish as an art gallery. Despite it being spacious, the placement of each table, chair, and decor was meticulously designed.

The entire office was harmonious, so setting her workstation anywhere would disrupt the aesthetic.

Robert, who seemed prepared, pointed to the side of Frederick’s desk and said, “Over there! Let her work there!”

Marguerite’s eyes bulged out, looking at Robert in confusion.

Was he nuts?

He wanted her to share a desk with Frederick.

This was way too close for comfort!

darkening

deep and captivating. “The

do you mean, too

a large chunk of space, he turned to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck, go fetch a chair

was clear to anyone what Robert was up to, he was trying to pair Marguerite and Frederick up. How

some time with her, Chuck was quite fond of

more efficient than

spirits, and before Frederick could even say anything,

swivel chair, completely ignoring the opinions of the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this

chair’s position himself, finally deciding,

whispered to Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too far if

the heart grow fonder. Besides, it’s not that far, they can reach each other with just a stretch of their hands. Think about it: face-to-face, and they can exchange glances

grinning from ear to

behind my back? Are you looking down on me?” Frederick’s stern voice

a step

discussing how to set up this workstation. After all, if I don’t help, you wouldn’t bother to do it

deep gaze was fixed on Robert, he asked softly, “And what’s

within your line of sight so she wouldn’t

over to Marguerite while talking, pulled her back to the new

she stared at him blankly, completely

window. Marguerite couldn’t see his expression, nor did she know what he

his level of disdain for her,