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!

woman, her obvious resistance darkening his

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

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

to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck, go

was clear to anyone what Robert was up to, he was trying to pair Marguerite and Frederick up. How could Chuck not know?

time with her, Chuck was quite fond

was way more

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

completely ignoring the opinions of the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do

chair’s position

wouldn’t that be

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

ear to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve got

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

little nervous and took a step back, not daring

smile. He pointed to Marguerite’s new workstation and said, “We were discussing how to set up this workstation. After all,

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

let her work within your line of sight so she

Marguerite while talking, pulled her back to the new workstation, and pushed

stared at him blankly, completely at a

still standing by the window. Marguerite couldn’t see his expression, nor did

level of disdain for her, he probably wouldn’t be pleased.