Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 282

Marguerite had just left when Frederick and his men started to make their way towards the parking lot

Yuna, still basking in the joy of Frederick’s impending confession, conscientiously waited by the side of a Rolls–Royce Cullinan.

As time passed without any sign of Frederick, she peeked back towards the direction they came from, only to see Robert intercepting Frederick halfway, with Miley beside him. A sudden sense of foreboding washed over her. Quietly, she signaled to Zoe and Ablett to follow her as she stealthily circled behind the trio through an adjacent shrubbery.

Robert suddenly halted, forcing Miley towards Frederick with an air of righteousness and brevity, “Go on, spill it!”

Miley was momentarily stunned. She had indeed planned to reveal the truth to Robert, but she never expected him to ask her to lay it all out in front of Frederick

Embarrassed and conflicted, Miley sidled closer to Robert, gritting her teeth in frustration.

In a hushed whisper, she hissed, “Didn’t I say I was going to tell you privately? Why did you bring Mr. Winston into this?”

to keep it a secret. However, telling Frederick, who was still technically Marguerite’s husband, about Marguerite’s secret,

to hide anything, “I’d have to tell him

skipped a beat. She thought she could trust him with her secret, but he just betrayed her without a second thought. And he didn’t even giver her time

react

to oversee his planned confession, was growing impatient. The two before him were talking around the bush, wasting

in annoyance,

discussed with Marguente before revealing the secret, but Robert

then. Just do

a close friend of Marguente. We’ve met a few times before, I hope

sparing with his words, was getting increasingly impatient with the overly

do you want to tell

but again

the last minute, quickly interjected. The person who was investigating your cufflink was her friend in other words, the woman

explained, “But she didn’t mean to investigate you in the beginning! We didn’t know who the cufflink belonged to initially. It

“So, why