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

so cenic and serious, Marguerite would have

to say that Steven was Maurice and

sign amongst the three

Wasn’t this too melodramatic?

up with such a plotline, let alone it happening in

she could complete her sentence, Maurice interrupted

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

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

moved, but no

into his pocket and pulled out a square–shaped voice changer “How about now? Do you

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

cleared his throat seductively, “How could I have agreed to cooperate

blink of an eye, Marguente’s mind was buzzing Her palms were sweaty, and her legs

and he even knew her

believe the