Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 220

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up and was surprised to fed taymi standing the

Was this Grevens bedrun?

“You’re marke* How do you feel?

Marguerite propped berend up, feeling nothing but exhaustion. Her head no longer felt dizzy

But she was still confused. Why am Here?”

Steven walked out to Marguerite’s bedside, removed the 17 tube from the empty bag and replaced it with a fractione

“You collapsed in the middle of the street last night, and I happened to be passing by Instead of resting at home with a fever, you were wondering smund Aret you concert about the baby in your belly?”

He found her on the street?

That wasnt gh

being chased last

in the park, so how did the end up on the

before she passed out, shed seen a man pick up

Her phone?

Yes! Her phone!

asked Steven, “Where’s my phone? Is

a phone from the drawer and handed it to her, it should be yours, but the screen

matter, as long

there, which she had nsked her

only to find a

have time to call him

deleted! Including the ones shed risked

Steven, ‘Did anyone touch

sure. When I found you fast night, you

stunned

clearly remembered dropping her phone befom fainting, and then

man had tampered

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it have been

collaborated with Garnett, Maunce should have been at the event last

was him. Marguente was out

the leverage against Garnett, the launch of Polar

Shed overestimated herself

Frederick with her own abilities, but in the end,

leaned weakly against the headboard, utterly