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,

tried to take Marguerite’s life,

even schemed to snatch away Granny from

her only family. How

cold laugh, she sarcastically applauded and stepped forward, “Mr. Lockwood, your 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 the case, let me ask the

she uttered

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

family members off balance. She

think you all know better than me. Besides, why

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

expression had turned

knew about all this, he

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

be enough to provoke his

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

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

fists tightly,

would make sure Marguerite had