Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 145

On the road, the driver ran countless red lights, risking his life and limb, finally dropping Yuna at The Drunken Donkey.

But, she was still late.

As she hopped out of the car, flustered, a Cullinan – a symbol of status – was already parked in the narrow alley.

Frederick had just gotten out of it and walked straight into the bar.

Yuna’s heart was pounding, she was pissed off, but she dared not storm in to drag Frederick out.

Because Marguerite wasn’t wearing a mask now, and she couldn’t be seen together with this lowlife woman in Frederick’s line of sight.

So, no matter if Marguerite was already acquainted with Frederick or not, she should try to steer clear

But Yuna was not willing to let Marguerite have Frederick all to herself, so she reluctantly stayed outside the bar, secretly observing the situation inside.

At that moment, Marguerite was nowhere to be found in the bar.

Frederick looked around, then overheard some people whispering.

that sexy, wasn’t she asking for attention? Well, she

that girl’s name?

Nice name, good–looking too. Just wait and

this, Frederick was livid. He grabbed one of the

that bastard Palmer

took her to the third floor, I don’t know which

to look at Frederick, startled

upstairs under all

away in an alley,

to search

Meanwhile, somewhere else.

called Palmer tossed Marguerite onto

drunk as a skunk, “Babe, keep me company tonight, I promise

corner, “Don’t come any closer! I’ll call the

by the ankle, and yanked

you look innocent, but who knows how many men you’ve hooked up

of his hands was gripping Marguerite’s wrists, the other was trying to

struggled, but it was

struggles seemed to

a

his foggy mind clearing up a