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

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 confusion, and he

always have a couple of doctors on standby,

casually on the railing, his exposed slender fingers

shake the feeling that Steven’s aura was a

bit sly and a hint of

his face, it was

what? A stampede because it’s too crowded? Or worried about feuds breaking out if enemies

was meant as a joke, but Steven’s eyes

nodded slightly towards the

wrong. After all, at this kind of gatherings, there are a lot of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses,

the anger of the ladies when they were talking

wryly at Steven, “That’s

“Did Frederick bring you?”

face fell a

raised an eyebrow, his beautiful eyes full of meaning

gaze to the distance, his originally smiling lips slowly

expression, Marguerite couldn’t help

What was that about?

relationship with Frederick, and Marguerite didn’t

he must have seen scenarios like

hanging out with

in this turbulent and deceitful circle