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.

part of the Lockwood family, yet she was heartlessly

Village, they even tried to take

they even schemed to snatch away Granny from

family. How could Marguerite stand for

I’ve lived with Granny 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

were incisive, every sentence she uttered was

the extreme, Yuna quickly stepped in, shouting angrily. “I’m the one who lived with Granny, not you,

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

lying, I think you all know better than me. Besides,

back half a step, her legs

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

Freddie knew about all this, he would definitely kill

and

of these would be enough to

other than the ruthless Frederick of Stonebridge City. The man she desperately wanted to

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

clenched her fists tightly, glaring furiously at Laverne on the

would make sure Marguerite had no evidence to prove