Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 56

When Yuna arrived at the company, Frederick was already busy putting out fires with the PR department. Upon hearing that Marguerite was in the flower room, she made up some excuse to go there first.

She knew Marguerite would confront her, but she couldn’t care less.

Her parents had already taken care of everything for her, even going as far as bribing the officials at the Patent Office.

Once she got her hands on the patent report, the perfume would forever be out of Marguerite’s reach.

She was hell-bent on dragging Marguerite’s name through the mud, making her the world’s laughing stock for stealing Frederick away!

She wasn’t afraid of Marguerite and she was here to stir up trouble!

The door to the flower room was open. Yuna walked straight in, a smug expression on her face: “Marguerite, don’t be so upset. Have you checked online? Everyone’s singing praises for your work. Aren’t you happy?”

Marguerite’s eyes were filled with rage and defiance, her clenched fists seemed ready to punch Yuna any second.

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stirring up trouble online! Because of you, LuxeScents International’s reputation is going down the drain! Do you realize how much

stifled, her emotions beginning to flare. “I’m going

think Frederick will believe you? What are you going to tell him? That I plagiarized you? Do you have any proof?” Marguerite stopped in her tracks and spun around abruptly, her anger making it hard to breathe. “Yuna, what did

the flower room, casually picking

and stealing my man. Just those two reasons are enough for me to trample you underfoot. I’m going to

Yuna knocked over a pot

higher perch and the

stop making a scene!” Seeing the expensive tulips getting crushed under Yuna’s feet,

harder: “I’m making a scene? I have every right to. I’ve been pampered by our parents since

her arm, she knocked over another pot of precious flowers.

lady! Bad lady!” The parrot, clearly scared

over the broken pieces, and reached out to grab Yuna, her voice choked with emotion: “Stop it! If you keep this up, I won’t hesitate to teach you a

free of Marguerite’s grip, provocatively smashing an expensive vase on

me? I stole your work, and you’re just standing there like a scared rabbit. So, if I pluck a few flowers and pull up a