Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 252

Laverne stepped out from Yuna’s hospital room, scanning the surroundings to find Chuck still waiting at the end of the hallway. With a kind wave of her hand, Chuck hustled over immediately.

“Ma’am, is everything taken care of?” he asked.

Laverne nodded, her voice weary, “Yes, it’s done. Take me home, please.”

Chuck noticed her swollen eyes, and knew without asking that she had been crying. Yuna’s hysterical cries from inside the room had echoed on the hallway, but her voice was so shrill and laced with sobs that Chuck couldn’t make out what she was saying.

Glancing at Laverne hesitantly, he asked, “Ma’am, did Ms. Yuna pick a fight with you? Should we inform Mr. Winston?”

A mix of regret and heartbreak crossed Laverne’s face as she waved her hand dismissively, sighing, “No need, she’ll tell Frederick herself in a couple of days”

Seeing no reason to pry further, Chuck guided Laverne into the elevator.

inside the VIP

was a disheveled mess, covering hatt der face, and her eyes were

state, she looked

found it under the bed, but her fear

to call… Hammond, Hammond will

I do… Laverne knows! She knows everything… she’ll tell Frederick, I’ll die, I’ll really die… you have to help me! You said you would help me.” Yuna’s words were jumbled, illogical, but Hammond managed to understand the situation. After a moment of thought, he tried to calm her, “Don’t panic,

any crucial detail. But when Hammond laid out his plan,

sound that was both confident

once or twice, do you need me to count them for you? What, thinking of

“But…”

“Yuna!”

Yuna, his voice full

Plus, Mr. Powell thinks highly of you. Do you really want to give up the

young mistress of the Winston family

her determination, Hammond laughed satisfactorily,

felt