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…”

around

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

this, Yuna quickly hopped into the passenger

wanna say, just say it.” Frederick’s voice was

me at all? I’m being backed into a corner by Marguerite. How could I have ended up working as a

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

the beginning, the perfume was meant to be a deep green. Marguerite’s light green perfume was a

convince the judges, and now everyone online is bashing me, painting me as

left. Can you trust me just this once?

slid down Yuna’s cheeks, and her breath hitched with the

front of him,

creator of the perfume is doesn’t

made a point to

only

Yuna said, to Frederick,

attempted to justify herself,

scent of the Polar Radiance

turning to Yuna, he suddenly asked,

aback, her body going limp

slipped up,

he asking her this all of

that she forgot to shed

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

Marguerite undergone plastic

this in