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

her frustrations and fears. Her hair was a disheveled mess, covering hatt

she looked more

she frantically searched for her phone. She finally found it

need to call… Hammond, Hammond

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

detail. But when Hammond laid out his plan, she immediately protested, “No! Absolutely

sound that was both confident and

broken the law more than once or twice, do you need me to count them

“But…”

“Yuna!”

interrupted Yuna, his

out for you. Plus, Mr. Powell thinks highly of you. Do you really want to

of the

Hammond laughed satisfactorily,

but she felt like her brain was about