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 doing

similar to Frederick’s style. His hair also was impeccably styled, looking like he’d

“Steven, you…”

man’s rosy lips curled up slightly, noticing Marguerite’s confusion, and

always have a couple of doctors

hands rested casually on the railing, his exposed slender fingers exceptionally pale, emanating a somewhat androgynous

feeling that Steven’s aura was

a hint of

face, it

crowded? Or worried about feuds breaking out if

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

he nodded slightly towards

all, at this kind of gatherings, there are a lot of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses, official and unofficial partners, all tangled up in love triangles. Fights are

heard that, Marguerite thought about the anger of the ladies when they were talking about mistresses earlier, and

at

“Did Frederick bring you?”

face fell a

an eyebrow, his beautiful eyes full of meaning that Marguerite couldn’t quite

gaze to the distance, his originally smiling lips

his expression, Marguerite couldn’t help

What was that about?

her relationship with

the rich, he must have seen scenarios like

graduate hanging out with the wealthy,

this turbulent and