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!

the woman, her obvious resistance darkening his expression

and captivating. “The desk’s

ignored him, went ahead, and started clearing stuff off the desk. “What do you

space, he turned to Chuck and commanded,

trying to pair

Chuck was quite fond

was way more efficient

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

the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this chair should go? Same side as

tested out the chair’s position himself,

whispered to Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too far if they were sitting opposite?”

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 just by looking up, how

to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve got

looking down on me?”

a little nervous and took a step back, not daring to meet Frederick’s

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

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

within your line of sight so she

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

extremely awkward, she stared at him blankly,

was still standing by the window. Marguerite couldn’t see his expression, nor did she know what he was

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