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

and serious, Marguerite

to say that Steven was Maurice and the mysterious person,

sign amongst the three

Wasn’t this too melodramatic?

such a plotline, let alone it happening in real

sentence,

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 as skin,

stunned. It took her a

her eyes twinkling like stars.

lips moved, but

finger on his lips, signaling Marguerite to stay silent. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out

the room, making it impossible

seeing Marguerite’s obvious surprise, Maurice cleared his throat seductively, “How could I have agreed to cooperate with you without knowing your

blink of an eye, Marguente’s mind was buzzing Her palms were sweaty, and her legs felt like jelly Even though she didn’t want to believe it, she had

and he even knew her secret of wearing

to believe the man before her was