Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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!”

stunned. She jerked her

the phone is too small. I can’t see

Granny. I’ll

opened the settings and patiently adjusted the font size for

was feeling uneasy not having seen Marguerite all

new phone in Marguerite’s hand and attempted to kick start a conversation,

answer, Laverne grunted, “Hell no, it’s not from Marguerite. It’s a gift from that handsome doc at

asked with

and

visibly affectionate as she heard Steven’s

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

bit her lip awkwardly and didn’t say

was clueless about limo brands and didn’t know how to respond to

missed the fact that the man

McLaren?

he remembered correctly, the limo that dropped Marguerite

guy dropped her off one night and gave her a phone the next

was next? What would he give