Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 255

A flashy yellow sports car arrogantly halted in front of the shop. From the driver’s seat, Robert, dressed in a sicck black leather jacket, got out with an air of cool defiance.

He was the sole proprietor of the shop, but in order to escape his father’s control, he kept a low profile, hence the shop wasn’t named after him.

It was a hub for him and his wealthy friends who were passionate about cars. The rich and the reckless gathered there.

And because of this, ICE Auto Shop had the most comprehensive network of wealthy families in Stonebridge City.

If you were smart, if you knew how to network, you could learn anything you wanted to know in less than a day at ICE.

Entering the lobby, several of these rich kids were lounging around on the sofas, some playing video games, some flirting with girls,

Seeing Robert walk in, Wade Charles, the heir to the Charles Group, abruptly stood up and blocked Robert’s path with a mischievous smirk. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve been away from the shop for too long! If you don’t come around more often, I might just claim it as my own!”

Robert gave him a cool glance, “You’re dreaming, Wade. Where’s Kent?”

been in there for days, fiddling with

repairs, but also in fixing various mechanical parts. Marguerite’s

for the stairs, but Wade suddenly ran

“What now?”

kids behind him, then mysteriously pulled

news about your family. I heard from

Robert’s eyebrows twitched, “And?”

seeing Robert’s indifference, was

he’ll let your sister inherit it all! You need to go back home before it’s too late! Robert didn’t seem to be fazed, “I’d actually like to meet this alleged

as he pleased. He had many interests-medicine, coding, racing-but no interest in inheriting the family fortune. He did have a sister, but she mysteriously

and gathered all the car enthusiasts in Stonebridge City, partly in

the Winstons! You’re willing to give all that

in his pockets, “Money isn’t that important to

speechless with shock, he slapped his forehead and blurted,

stormed off, and Robert

inherit the family fortune was secondary. His main concern was his mother’s melancholy over their

born, it was also his sixth birthday. He had been so excited that he had left his birthday cake untouched

frail and weak. She lay in the incubator with her eyes closed, but her little mouthing movements as if she

going to grow up to be

his own bracelet on her small ankle. The bracelet had a small lock that could only be