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.

were all part of the Lockwood family, yet she

Marina Shores Village, they even tried to take Marguerite’s life,

even schemed to snatch away Granny

only family. How could Marguerite stand

family is pretty good at lying off the cuff, huh? Leaving aside what exactly my relationship with you is, the fact is, 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 a joke, did Granny disappear? If that’s

incisive, every sentence she uttered was powerful and hard

shouting angrily. “I’m the one who lived with Granny, not

clearly throwing the Lockwood family members off balance.

know better than

a step, her legs trembling,

expression had turned absolutely dreadful. She

Freddie knew about all this, he

identity, and worst of

of these would be enough

other than the ruthless Frederick of Stonebridge City. The man

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

clenched her fists tightly, glaring furiously at

away, she would make sure Marguerite had no evidence to prove