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, we’ll be

but the pressure in his eyes was unmistakable. He took a step back, bowed slightly, and opened the back door of the sleek Mercedes-Benz behind him. “Ms

released last night, Marguerite knew that

Yuna or Powell, no matter which one,

was prepared. Without batting an eye, she got into the

into the Winston estate in no time, and Marguerite was led into the mansion by

was sitting on a grand armchair in the middle of the

were also present. Lisette, as the first wife, was

was standing alongside the servants, a stark contrast

feel as if she’d stepped back

But where was Maurice?

he present at

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

setting

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

cane on the floor, his features

Powell, I don’t want to enter your household either. But I

“You.”

expect her to brush it off so casually. Her carefree demeanor only seemed

you’re stepping out of