Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 285

Maurice gazed at her, his deep–set eyes seemingly brimming with unsaid secrets

Marquente was taken aback, her lace a canvas of confusion, thinking that Steven was merely jesting “Steven, now’s not the time for jokes.”

Though she had doubted before if Steven was part of Maurice’s crew, she refused to believe that Steven was Maurice himself.

After all, Maurice was Frederick’s half brother, both sharing the Powell blood. Hence, there should be some semblance of resemblance between the two.

But Steven, with his effeminate look and tender skin, bore no resemblance to either Frederick or Powell

Ignoring Marguente’s skepticism, his gaze tumed icy, studying her for a few seconds, as if offering her a final moment of reprieve

After a moment of silence, he spoke again. “Not only that, but I am also the mysterious person you’ve been in contact with.”

Marguente was in shock

cenic and serious, Marguerite

was the mysterious person, but to say

sign amongst the three

Wasn’t this too melodramatic?

a plotline, let alone it

complete her sentence, Maurice interrupted her

towards Marguerite, his well–defined fingers brushed against her ear. With a swift motion, he tugged at the edge of the mask that was as smooth

left Marguerite stunned. It took her

the stunning woman in front of him, her fair and tender face revealed, her eyelashes fluttering like wings, and her eyes twinkling like stars. This face was

moved, but

stay silent. He then reached into his pocket

by the voice changer, echoed in the room, making it

“How could I have agreed to cooperate

was buzzing Her palms were sweaty, and her legs felt like jelly Even though she didn’t want to believe

matched, and he even knew her secret of wearing a mask

believe the man before her was