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

his work clothes 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…”

noticing Marguerite’s confusion, and he began to explain as

events like these, the blue bloods always have a couple of doctors on standby, you know,

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

that Steven’s aura was a bit different than

and a hint

face, it was all

crowded? Or worried about feuds breaking out if

a joke, but Steven’s eyes flashed

shifted, then he nodded

of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses, official and unofficial partners, all tangled up

that, Marguerite thought about the anger of the ladies when they

smiled wryly at Steven,

“Did Frederick bring you?”

face fell a little, she nodded,

beautiful eyes full of meaning that Marguerite

the distance,

his expression, Marguerite couldn’t

What was that about?

about her relationship

rich, he must have seen scenarios like this

female college graduate hanging out with the wealthy,

in this turbulent and