Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 253

Noon, at the Winston Group.

Marguerite had suffered from severe morning sickness on that morning, coupled with a throbbing bump on the back of her head, all of which made her feel unconfortable, so she rested until noon before heading to the office.

Not long after she had settled in, Hannah walked in with a file in her hand, her tone cheerful:

“Ms. Lockwood, I just got the exact news from the Finance Department. Fragrance Finesse’s market value has shrunk by thirty percent, and ha of the manufacturers have expressed an intention to cooperate with our company.”

Only shrunk by thirty percent?

This was not within Marguerite’s expectations; she thought it would have to shrink by half at least.

It seemed that she had underestimated the resilience of the Winston Group.

However, it didn’t matter. As long as they could put some pressure on Fragrance Finesse, the pictures would not have been sent in vain.

No sooner had Hannah left the office after her report than Frederick walked in,

He didn’t knock. Marguerite looked at the man who had appeared suddenly, a little stunned. She opened her mouth, but didn’t know what to say.

Upon hearing of Yuna’s pregnancy yesterday, her heart tightened every time she saw Frederick.

He approached, his face devoid of any excessive emotion, and simply said, “If you’re hurt, you

it professional, “It’s not a serious injury, just a

“You won’t go back?”

head,

smirk on his lips. From behind his back, he produced a thermos and placed it

Marguerite was surprised.

earth did

of place

it be from

retorted sarcastically. “I’m not having Yuna’s

seeing Marguerite’s girlish reaction, Frederick felt a little

to sit opposite Marguerite. Without asking her opinion,

her resistance clear

was made by my mother. You have to take some whether

been to the

he seemed in a good

Jocelynis situation must have improved, otherwise how could

spoon and started drinking,

“Quite well”

noticed that the man in front of her showed no

How dare hel

look was that

Marguente wished she could douse

It was so awkward.