Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 130

Clearly, she was Lisette, his dad’s legal wife.

She was dolled up in this vintage green dress, not too long, just knee–length, showing off her calves. The heels not too high, but she looked both seductive and posh.

Quite different from the image Marguerite had in mind from the pictures. In real life, her aura was even stronger.

There she was, swirling her glass of red, making small talk with the men, her classy and elegant demeanor oozing superiority.

Marguerite squinted, studying Lisette’s mannerisms and character.

Where was Frederick?

Frederick, the name that sent chills down people’s spines, she hadn’t met him yet.

“Marguerite?”

A familiar male voice interrupted her thoughts.

She turned her head, her eyes wide open.

Steven?

he

but in a black double–breasted suit, similar to Frederick’s style. His hair also was impeccably styled, looking like he’d taken great care to dress

“Steven, you…”

up slightly, noticing Marguerite’s

have a couple of

railing, his exposed slender fingers exceptionally

the feeling that Steven’s aura was a bit different than

sly and a

face, it was all

what? A stampede because it’s too crowded? Or worried about feuds breaking out if enemies bump into each other and

meant as a joke, but Steven’s eyes flashed with

he nodded

are a lot of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses, official

about the anger of the ladies when they

smiled wryly at Steven,

“Did Frederick bring you?”

a little,

beautiful eyes full of meaning that Marguerite

his gaze to the distance, his originally smiling

couldn’t help but

What was that about?

relationship with Frederick, and

rich, he must have seen scenarios like this all the

with the wealthy, pregnant with

but in this turbulent and