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

in 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

blue bloods always have a couple of

his exposed slender fingers exceptionally

shake the feeling that Steven’s aura was a bit different

sly and a hint of

face, it was all

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

was meant as a joke, but Steven’s eyes flashed with

shifted, then he nodded slightly

vying for attention.

ladies when they were talking about mistresses earlier, and

wryly at Steven,

“Did Frederick bring you?”

a little,

full of meaning that Marguerite couldn’t quite understand,

gaze to the distance, his originally smiling lips

couldn’t help but

What was that about?

relationship

he worked for the rich, he must have seen

female college graduate hanging out with the wealthy, pregnant with someone

in this turbulent and deceitful circle of the rich, it