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

the atmosphere not been so cenic and serious, Marguerite would have laughed

plausible that Maurice was the mysterious person, but to say

sign amongst the three

Wasn’t this too melodramatic?

scriptwriters couldn’t come up with such a plotline, let alone it happening in real

complete her sentence,

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

left Marguerite stunned. It took her a while

fair and tender face revealed, her eyelashes fluttering like wings, and her eyes twinkling like stars. This face was nothing short of breathtaking! Though he had seen her true face before,

moved, but no words came

into his pocket and pulled out

voice changer, echoed in the room, making it impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman

his throat seductively, “How could I have agreed to cooperate with you without knowing your

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

knew her secret of

began to believe the