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

lightly touched his lips, his voice deep and

him, went ahead, and started clearing stuff off the desk. “What do you mean, too small? Marguerite doesn’t have

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

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

some time with her, Chuck was quite

way more efficient than

high spirits, and before Frederick could even

directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this chair should go? Same

tested out the chair’s position himself, finally

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

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 just by looking up, how great is that?”

ear to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve

down on

took a step back,

“We were discussing how to set up this workstation. After all, if I don’t help,

he asked softly, “And what’s the

within your line of sight so

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

she stared at him blankly,

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

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