Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 67

A bunch of missed calls, but Marguerite didn’t pick up a single one.

She had put her phone on silent to avoid distractions before the morning fragrance match. Therefore, she didn’t hear the ringtone at all.

But those missed calls were ancient history now, and Marguerite didn’t feel the need to return them.

She knew for sure that Frederick was trying to tell her something.

Frederick, Yuna’s lover, what else could he do apart from defending Yuna?

Marguerite didn’t feel like stirring up trouble.

She had checked out several motels, but they all seemed too pricey. So, left with no choice, she took the last bus back to the office and decided to crash on the office couch.

The late spring and early summer nights were a bit chilly, and Marguerite felt a little cold. She curled up, hugging herself, feeling lonely and desolate.

She rubbed her hands constantly, but it didn’t chase away the chill.

So, she got up to find a paper cup and fumbled to pour herself a cup of hot coffee to warm her hands.

Suddenly, the lights in the CEO’s office came on, and Marguerite blinked in surprise as Robert walked in, looking astonished.

“What are you doing here? Do you know Frederick’s been looking everywhere for you?”

Marguerite was stunned, the warm steam from the cup in her hands bringing some warmth back to her face and hands.

“He’s looking for me?”

“He thought you were in danger because you weren’t answering your phone!” Robert said, taking out his phone. “I’m calling him back now. He’s worried sick and was about to call the cops!”

on silent.” Marguerite sounded helpless, her emotions

he worried about her

point, Robert

found. Call off the police. Do you want me to take her home for you, or will you

some reason, Marguerite wanted to hear what Robert and Frederick

was actually worried about her. That piqued

ajar, and Marguerite stood at the doorway. In the silent room, Frederick’s voice from the phone was clear and

“Where was she?”

the office. She said her phone was silent, and she didn’t

such lame excuses? I shouldn’t have bothered looking for her. She can fend

sound was so piercing that Robert immediately moved his phone a little further

Besides, you were the one who messed up today. It’s only

was still seething, using the nastiest words to vent his

Marguerite was stunned.

Was she worth it?

Ha.

She wasn’t! Yuna was!

pushed the door open,

wrong is wrong. But I don’t need his apology and won’t return to

was frozen in

Marguerite show

hear everything

speaker button, and Frederick’s disgruntled voice came through again, “Tell her I don’t need to apologize to her. Even if she gets killed out there, it’s none of my

anger as she retorted, “Mr. Fitzgerald, you can tell

Frederick decisively hung up the

phone

was going on? Why were they

turned around, and left the lounge, shaking with anger as she sat back down on

you

about to patiently persuade her, but Marguerite