Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 128

Chapter 128

In the study room.

Frederick had taken off his black suit and slung it over his arm, revealing a chunk of sturdy wheat–coloured skin inside his white shirt, the first two buttons undone.

He was always indescribably handsome, especially at the moment, his divine face laden with a raw, aggressive edge.

Even in the presence of his own father, he didn’t tone down his distinctive traits.

Powell tapped his cane and sat down, voice stern, “Sit.”

Frederick strolled over, hands in his pockets, and slouched into the couch across from Powell, staying silent, not even willing to address him as “Dad“.

Powell sighed, disappointment flashing in his dark eyes as he looked at Frederick.

him. I don’t want you two brothers hurting each other. Over the years, I’ve tried to balance between you two. I wanted to make up for what you lost

advice. He opened his eyes lazily

thought that way. What he wants is to take my

As their father, how could he not know Maurice’s

what could

Frederick and Maurice had reached an irreconcilable point, and Powell could only try to mediate

of

Group was a major aristocracy before I took over, but it wasn’t famous in the business world. You came to me, asking me to help the

his words sharp, almost reminding that

was struggling, but Frederick was flourishing. He was willing to help out of love for his

proposed two conditions for the

let his mother

Winston Group

deep breath and lit a cigarette in front of

doing well and unmatched, you want Maurice to take the

Powell’s cane–holding

seemingly calm kid had such awe–inspiring determination and power

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