Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 263

Marguerite cried until her voice was hoarse, until no sound could escape her throat

Tears fell like a dam had burst

She sobbed uncontrollably, repeating over and over again, Laverne was my grandma, she was my real grandma.”

Frederick gently pulled Marguente back into his arms, soothingly patting her back as he reaffirmed, “Yes, yes, Laverne was, the always be your grandma”

Despite his comforting words, surprise and confusion swirled in his eyes.

He remembered this wasn’t the first time that Marquente had claimed Laverne as her grandmother

The last time was in the hospital, after Laverne had a near–death experience. The Ablett couple had provided a detailed explanation, and when Laverne awoke, she didn’t recognize Marguerite So naturally, he had believed them.

But now, with Laverne’s passing Marguerite was making the claim again. The fervor in her voice, the determination in her demeanor, it didn’t seem like the was lying

could possibly be going

Marguerite and Laverne that he wasn’t

get to the bottom

the mansion, Marguerite was exhausted. He put her to bed gently, then

again,” he commanded, his handsome face hardened

preparing to leave the study

the door, Frederick’s sharp voice called him back. “What about the investigation into Yuna’s sister?

found out that Zoe had given birth at a small clinic

a cigarette, the milky smoke swirling in front of his

there was a hint

you don’t think Yuna’s sister

a ring of smoke,

that the child they lost was a year younger than Yuna. If I’m not

“Yes, Mr. Winston”

left, Frederick sank into deep thought

history of deception, their well honed skills in manipulation. He should have

was as Marguente claimed, that Laverne was her biological grandmother, that

bloodline.