Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 267

Thelma stomped on the gas pedal, the engine roaning to life, before she sped off in a flurry of dust.

Chuck jogged after her for a few steps, only to get drenched when she deliberately ran over a puddle.

Chuck was livid, “What nervel Doesn’t she know who Mr. Winston is?”

Frederick watched the receding cloud of dust left by the Mercedes, his sharp gaze hardened. He made a quick decision, “Get in the car, we’re following her”

“Right away, Mr Winston!”

Chuck quickly discarded his muddy coat into a nearby trashcan before hopping into the passenger seat, keeping a safe distance behind the lower–end Mercedes Brightwater Cove was not a large village. After only a few minutes, they saw Thelma’s car pull up to a luxurious two–story mansion.

As they watched Thelma exit her car and saunter into the yard, completely at ease, it was clear that the mansion was her home.

Chuck, still fuming from the puddle incident, parked the car under a tree outside the yard He was about to get out when he saw that Fredenck remained unmoved Frederick studied the mansion with a sharp gaze, remaining silent.

Chuck settled back into his seat, confused, “Mr Winston, aren’t you getting out?”

Fredenck’s calm, deep voice replied, “Do you think she will see you if you barge in like this?”

Oh..

Probably not!

But judging by Mr Winston’s words,

was at a loss, ‘Mr. Winston, do you have

squinted slightly, his gaze sweeping over

As we drove

If we want her to talk, we need to offer

a decisive order, “Go to the nearest

entrance of Brightwater Cove. Chuck quickly followed Frederick’s instructions, creating

was gripping the heavy bank card, his

with his distinct, knuckled finger They heard Thelma’s voice from inside. I’m done

“Who is it? Stop ringing! I’m

when she saw Frederick and Chuck, “You again?

Suddenly, she stopped mid–sentence

card in

with greed. Thelma swallowed and slowly opened the iron gate, “Come in

changed Thelma’s attitude

living room, even getting them two

favorite thing was now lying conspicuously