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?

was he doing

to Frederick’s style. His hair also was impeccably styled, looking

“Steven, you…”

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

these, the blue bloods always have a couple of

rested casually on the railing, his exposed slender fingers exceptionally

she couldn’t shake the feeling that Steven’s aura was

sly and a hint

his face, it

feuds breaking

meant as a joke, but Steven’s eyes

then he nodded

lot of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses, official and unofficial

about the anger of the ladies when they were talking about mistresses earlier,

wryly at Steven, “That’s

“Did Frederick bring you?”

fell a little, she

eyes full of

he turned his gaze to the

his expression, Marguerite couldn’t

What was that about?

didn’t ask about her relationship with Frederick, and

rich, he must have seen scenarios like

graduate hanging out with the wealthy, pregnant

but in this turbulent and deceitful circle of the