Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 77

“Frederick, can I have a word?” Yuna Lockwood cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to lightly grasp the sleeve of Frederick Winston’s suit.

The look on Frederick’s face immediately darkened, and he coldly shook off her hand.

Marguerite Lockwood had just had an altercation with Yuna, and her anger was still simmering.

She knew that despite Frederick’s recent aid, it didn’t mean that their relationship would change substantially.

Frederick had never acknowledged her as his wife, and in three months, he would divorce her and marry Yuna.

This was an unchangeable fact.

Marguerite knew her predicament. Now that Yuna had came to him, the dispute between her and Frederick was their business.

She had no obligation to intervene.

Lifting her head, Marguerite found an excuse to leave. “The patent for Polar Radiance perfume needs to be resubmitted today, I need to check on it at the company. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way. You two can continue your chat.”

Frederick’s face immediately darkened, but before he could say anything, Marguerite had already turned to leave.

Seeing this, Yuna hastily clung to Frederick’s arm, pleading in a low voice:

“Frederick, please, just hear me out. I’ll leave as soon as I’ve said my piece, I swear…”

crowd around

wanting their dispute to become public, Frederick had no choice but to lead

Yuna quickly hopped into

you wanna say, just say

being backed into a corner by Marguerite. How could I have ended up working

believe me, but things aren’t what they seemed yesterday. That perfume was

was meant to be a deep green. Marguerite’s light green

have no idea how Marguerite managed to convince the judges, and now everyone online is bashing me, painting me as the villain. Frederick, I feel

have left. Can you trust me just this

breath hitched

crying woman in front of him, Frederick felt nothing but

of the perfume

yesterday’s competition, Frederick had made a point to smell the perfume that Yuna and Marguerite had

still only smell Marguerite’s

said, to Frederick,

justify herself, Frederick’s disgust

couldn’t produce the scent of the Polar Radiance perfume, then whose scent was it that he smelled

steering wheel, and turning to Yuna, he suddenly asked,

aback, her body going

slipped up, revealing

he asking her this all of

that she forgot to shed tears. She

I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t remember what Marguerite looked like when we were kids, I only remember that the first time I saw her as an adult, she

Marguerite undergone

this in silence,