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

his work clothes but in a black double–breasted suit, similar to Frederick’s style. His hair also was

“Steven, you…”

slightly, noticing Marguerite’s confusion, and he began

a couple of doctors

casually on the railing, his exposed slender fingers exceptionally

the feeling that Steven’s aura was a bit different

sly and a hint

his face, it

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

meant as a joke, but

nodded slightly

not wrong. After 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

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

smiled wryly at Steven,

“Did Frederick bring you?”

a

eyebrow, his beautiful eyes full

the distance, his originally smiling

expression, Marguerite couldn’t help but feel

What was that about?

about her relationship with Frederick,

he worked for the rich, he must have seen scenarios like this all

hanging out with the wealthy, pregnant with someone else’s

sounded shocking, but in this turbulent and deceitful circle of the rich, it seemed