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?”

to remember it. After all,

finished with a smile, but the pressure in his eyes was unmistakable. He took a step back, bowed slightly, and opened the

those two statements had been released last night, Marguerite knew that this was

matter which one, wouldn’t make things

was prepared. Without batting an eye, she got into the back seat of the car and left with

into the Winston estate in no time, and

grand armchair in the middle of the living room, still gripping that familiar

Lisette, as the first wife, was sitting leisurely on

the servants, a stark contrast to her usual

serious, making Marguerite feel as if she’d stepped

But where was Maurice?

he present

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

even setting up a company and launching new products, but Marguerite had yet

Standing without poise, sitting without grace, do you really think you’re fit

his cane on the floor, his features

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

“You.”

what Powell was implying, but he probably didn’t expect her to brush it off so casually.

stepping out