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!”

jerked her head, “What’s up,

on the phone is

Granny. I’ll fix it

up the phone, opened the settings and patiently adjusted the font size for

not having seen

Marguerite’s hand and attempted to kick start a

not from Marguerite. It’s a gift from that handsome doc at the

asked

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

visibly affectionate as she heard

quite a looker and drives a fancy car! The doors open like wings! It’s called

her lip awkwardly and

limo brands and

missed the fact that the man at the head of

McLaren?

limo that dropped Marguerite home the other night was

night and gave her a phone the

would

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