Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 88

Upon hearing this, Ablett immediately stepped up like he was the one in charge.

After all, being the head of the Lockwood family and the elder of everyone present, he believed that his words held some weight.

So he cleared his throat and turned to Frederick with a congenial smile:

“Mr. Winston. Marguerite used to be the adopted daughter of the Lockwood family, so technically, she should call my mom ‘Granny‘. But my mom is not her biological granny.”

Marguerite was shocked.

How could Ablett have the audacity to say that? Calling Marguerite his adopted daughter? Or rather, former adopted daughter?

If Marguerite wasn’t in her right mind at the moment, she would think she was going bonkers and heard wrong.

“Yes, yes, yes, Marguerite is an adopted daughter, and that’s all there is to it.” Zoe hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

Seeing these people she once called family – her parents and her sister – only left Marguerite with a sense of desolation.

the Lockwood family,

at Marina Shores Village, they even tried to take Marguerite’s life, leaving her to fend for herself

schemed to snatch

How could Marguerite

since I was a kid, and there’s no changing that. I’ve been the one taking care of her all along, how many times have any of you shown up? You just said you’ve been looking for Granny? That’s a joke, did Granny disappear? If that’s the case, let me ask the three of you: when did Granny disappear? And where did

were incisive, every sentence she uttered

and Zoe’s faces darkened to the extreme, Yuna quickly stepped in, shouting angrily. “I’m the one who lived with Granny, not you,

smirked mockingly, clearly throwing the Lockwood family members off balance. She seized the opportunity to

know better than me. Besides, why would I

back half a step, her legs trembling, barely able to

noticed that his expression had turned absolutely dreadful. She suddenly felt a surge of hostility coming

about all this,

Marguerite’s sapphire necklace, replaced her identity, and worst

of these would be

of Stonebridge City. The

marrying him, Yuna had come this far, there was no turning back for

Yuna clenched her fists tightly,

away, she would make sure Marguerite