Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 65

After Yuna was ruthlessly kicked out by the Winston Group, Robert quickly returned to the CEO’s office to find Frederick.

At that time, Frederick was quietly puffing on a cigar.

The office was filled with smoke, making it almost impossible for Robert to open his eyes.

He walked up and directly took the cigar from Frederick’s fingers. “Instead of puffing away, you should think about how to apologize to Marguerite.”

Frederick’s fingers still held the lingering scent of the cigar; he disagreed. “What she needs is Yuna’s apology, not mine.”

“It looks like you’re still sane. Then why did you abuse your power and refuse to give Marguerite fair treatment?”

Frederick stood in front of the floor–to–ceiling windows, his hands in his pockets, his shoulders shaking slightly. He answered, “Yuna once saved my life, and I always feel like I owe her.”

“So, you’re making Marguerite pay for what you owe?”

Robert was emotional, he paused for a moment, then sighed and continued.

“Frederick, I shouldn’t be the one to say this. But I don’t want to see you go astray. I know you can’t forget that little girl from fifteen years ago, but are you sure Yuna is the one who saved you? She kidnapped Marguerite and plagiarized Marguerite’s work. How could she be the innocent little girl from fifteen years ago? She can easily mix up right and wrong, of course she can fake someone else’s identity!”

Frederick suddenly turned around, and his dark eyes widened instantly.

His face fell then he shook his head. “I have thoroughly investigated; there is no mistake.”

Marguerite? Frederick Marguerite is the most innocent. No one helped

him and said, “You seem quite willing to

was taken aback, then almost laughed. “You’re not jealous, are

gaze away, not

his

didn’t come home last night and helped me restore the flower room. So, Frederick, can you see it? Marguerite, like you, isn’t good at expressing her feelings. Can’t I give her a hand? She can be sharp–tongued sometimes, but that’s the thorn life

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would

firm trust in

herself. I saw her push Yuna away with my

destroyed the flower room and left them with a shadow? Therefore, Marguerite pushing her is already lenient. If I

to realize

the sake of his dignity, he was always unwilling to bow his

must be very angry with him and

irritation. He snatched the

decided to continue persuading him, turned around,

say. Now you should call Marguerite

number, then

the cigar, staring at the phone screen, his face full of

and the other party did not

again, but still no

only to see the man angrily throw down his cigar, looking out

didn’t

turned ugly, feeling that his mood was again