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,

the phone is too small. I can’t

chuckled, “Hold your horses, Granny.

settings and patiently adjusted

was feeling uneasy not having seen Marguerite all

spotted the new phone in Marguerite’s hand and attempted to kick start a conversation, “Did

grunted, “Hell no, it’s not from Marguerite. It’s

asked with a

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

affectionate as

Steven! He’s quite a looker and drives a fancy car! The

lip awkwardly and didn’t

limo brands and didn’t know

the man at the head of the table was visibly

McLaren?

that dropped Marguerite home the other

off one night and gave her a phone

next? What would he

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