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.

a not–good–looking woman just to piss me off? I know you resent me for leaving you and your mother. But Maurice is innocent. Giving him half of the company’s shares was my decision, and it has nothing to do with 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 back then, but I also couldn’t ignore him. That’s why I

good advice. He opened

turns? Maurice never thought that way. What he wants is to

their father, how could he not know

what could he

Maurice had reached an irreconcilable point, and Powell could only try to mediate one and then the

sip of

over, but it wasn’t famous in the

intelligent, his words sharp, almost reminding that without him, the

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

proposed two

mother return to

the Winston Group completely, and Maurice

lit a cigarette in front of

unmatched, you

this, Powell’s

seemingly calm kid had

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