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

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

“Steven, you…”

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

bloods always have a couple of doctors on standby, you know, just

exposed slender fingers exceptionally pale, emanating a

feeling that Steven’s aura was a bit different

bit sly and a hint

his face, it was

Or worried about feuds breaking out if enemies bump into each other and there’s no one to break

as a joke, but Steven’s

shifted, then he nodded slightly towards the floor

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

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

wryly at Steven,

“Did Frederick bring you?”

a

man raised an eyebrow, his beautiful eyes full of meaning

he turned his gaze to the distance, his originally smiling lips slowly

Marguerite couldn’t help but feel

What was that about?

ask about her relationship with Frederick, and Marguerite

he must have seen scenarios

with the wealthy, pregnant with

turbulent and