Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the evening sky was painted with a palette of red hues.

Marguerite just back to the mansion in time for dinner. Frederick was seated at the head of the table and Laverne was engrossed in her new phone.

Marguerite’s gaze happened to meet his. Some unspeakable traits on his face made him so dignified.

Feeling uneasy about their spat the previous night, Marguerite was not in the mood for chit–chat.

She quietly headed for the dining room and sat next to Laverne, whispering, “Granny, it’s dinner time. Phone can wait.”

With that, she served Laverne some chicken soup.

Laverne was squinting at and wrestling with her phone screen.

Suddenly, she slammed her phone on the table, crossed her arms and looked visibly pissed off, seemingly at herself.

“Damn it!”

She jerked her

on the phone is too small. I

horses, Granny.

phone, opened the settings and patiently adjusted the font size

feeling uneasy not having seen

Marguerite’s hand and attempted

could answer, Laverne grunted, “Hell no, it’s not from

asked with

Frederick and explained flatly. “It’s Granny’s doctor,

affectionate

looker and drives a fancy car! The doors open like

awkwardly and didn’t

limo brands and

fact that the man at the head of the table

McLaren?

limo that dropped Marguerite

dropped her off one night and gave her a

What would

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