Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 290

Marguente locked eyes with Frederick, whose handsome face shrouded in a cloud of grim shock

She quickly avoided his oppressive gaze long her head slightly to observe Maurice from the comer of her eye Was that enough?” she asked

Maunce wore a smile throughout the entire ordeal, as if everythin

happening was under his control.

Marguente was finally experiencing the cunning and sly nature of Maurice that she had heard so much about. His strategic play was smart and ruthless. No man could stand to be cheated on, especially by his own woman and a loathed nemens

The words coming out of Marquente’s mouth had a devastating impact, far more severe than if Maurice had said them himself

Maurice walked up to Marguente, whispering in her ear with an air of familianty and ambiguity. “What about the rest? Did you tell Frederick when we met?” Marguerite felt a chill run down her spine. Maunce had backed her into a comer One step forward would mean plunging into an abyss. But what could she do?

She was at the root of this mess, she had no choice but to take the leap.

“We we met a long time ago Marguerite gritted her teeth, looking back at Frederick “We knew each other before I met you.”

face as he tried

His current state was akin to when Maurice revealed his true identity to her. He must have thought she was joking, making fun of him. But he

emotion, but suddenly found herself pulled

rested on her neck, his hand dusting her hair. His voice was barely a whisper, only meant for her to hear, “Did he threaten you? You know I won’t let my woman be in danger I have the power to protect you

was tight and warm, but Marguerite’s heart was shattering She was on the verge of tears, the words she had to say

chance to argue, “I didn’t lie to you, not a single word Iconspired with Maurice

but his

her with raw hatred, but instead, she saw

shouted inside of her “Fool! Why won’t you believe me? I deceived you! I deceived you of

for Marguente, but his phone rang at that

kept dismissing the call,

Robert’s urgent voice, “Frederick! Did you see Marguente? I have something important to tell you about her Go somewhere private, don’t let her hear anything I’m about to tell

know who was calling, but she noticed that Frederick’s gaze never

put the call

to fix I just checked it at the garage, there are several spyware and recorded conversations in it! Our private company meetings have all been recorded. Frederick? Frederick, are you there? Why aren’t you saying

the call, his

stumbled backward, but Maunce quickly steadied her and pulled

at Frederick with a self–mocking smile. See, Robert just confirmed it is

face was almost pale, his expression