Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 235

The following morning at the Winston Group’s headquarters

Reporters had been taking out the company building ao Marquerite, not daring to take the bus and still in possession of Robert’s convertble, decided to take his car

She deliberately drove to the underground parking lot, making overal sounds to throw off any reporters.

Before she could get more than a few steps away from the car, she was stopped by a man who looked like a butler Marguerite looked up and Instantly recognized the face.

it was the butler from the Winston Mansion!

He was the one who had taken her and Frederick to the hospital that day

“Good to see you again, Ms. Lockwood. My name is Hammond, but you can call me whatever you like,” he greeted her cordially

Marguerite frowned, “And why should I care about your name?”

you might want to remember it. After all, we’ll be seeing

step back, bowed slightly, and opened the back door of the

had been released last night, Marguerite knew that this was

Powell, no matter which one, wouldn’t make things easy

batting an eye, she got into the back seat of the car

in no time, and Marguerite was led into

was sitting on a grand armchair in the

present. Lisette, as the first wife, was sitting leisurely on the sofa next

the second wife, was standing alongside the servants, a stark contrast to her

and serious, making Marguerite feel as if she’d stepped back in time to the

But where was Maurice?

present at such an

displeased. After all, he had plotted and schemed to bring down Frederick,

quite a while, even setting up a company and launching new

a sightseeing tour? Standing without poise, sitting without grace, do you really think you’re fit to enter

cane on the floor, his features twisted

flinch, “Mr. Powell, I don’t want to enter your household either. But I had no choice, Hammond brought me here, I

“You.”

he probably didn’t expect her to brush it off so casually. Her carefree demeanor only seemed

stepping out of