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!

resistance darkening his expression and making him look somewhat

lightly touched his lips, his voice deep and captivating. “The desk’s too small,

started clearing stuff off the desk. “What do you mean, too small? Marguerite doesn’t have that much stuff, just a computer will do!

to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck, go fetch a chair from the

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

with her, Chuck was quite fond

was way more efficient than Yuna.

was in high spirits, and before Frederick could even say anything, he happily responded, “On

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

position himself,

wouldn’t that be too

each other with just a stretch of their hands. Think about it: face-to-face, and they can exchange glances just by looking up,

nodded in agreement, grinning from ear to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve

you looking down on me?” Frederick’s

a step back, not daring

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

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

let her work within your line

to the new workstation, and pushed

she stared at him blankly, completely at

see his expression, nor did

disdain for her, he