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

was the mechanic of the shop, not only skilled in car repairs, but also in fixing

immediately headed for the stairs, but Wade suddenly ran

“What now?”

other rich kids behind

family. I heard from my dad that Hackett Fitzgerald has been looking for your

Robert’s eyebrows twitched, “And?”

seeing Robert’s indifference,

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

coding, racing-but no interest in inheriting the family fortune. He did have a sister, but she mysteriously disappeared shortly after birth. The Fitzgerald family had been searching for her

had started this auto shop and gathered all the car enthusiasts in Stonebridge City, partly in hopes of gathering useful information to find

second only to the Winstons! You’re willing to give all that money to a sister

hands in his pockets, “Money isn’t that important to me. If

forehead and blurted, “You’re a fool! An absolute

stormed off, and Robert

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

his sixth birthday. He had been so excited that he had left

with her eyes closed, but her little mouthing movements as if she wanted to

clearly going to grow

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