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?”

want to remember it. After all,

took a step back, bowed slightly, and opened

released last night, Marguerite knew that

which one, wouldn’t make things easy for

Without batting an eye, she got into the back seat of the car and

no time, and Marguerite was led

the entrance, Powell was sitting on a grand armchair in the middle of

present. Lisette, as the first wife, was sitting leisurely on the sofa next to Powell, admiring her

alongside the servants, a stark contrast to

was tense and serious, making Marguerite feel as if she’d stepped back in

But where was Maurice?

wasn’t he present

must be displeased. After all, he had plotted and schemed to bring down Frederick, and just when victory seemed within

was odd. Maurice had been back for quite a while, even setting up a company and launching new products, but Marguerite

a sightseeing tour? Standing without poise, sitting without grace, do you

the floor, his features twisted in

didn’t flinch, “Mr. Powell, I don’t want to enter your household either. But I had

“You.”

but he probably didn’t expect her to brush it off so

you’re stepping out of