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.”

calm, his gaze fixed on Marguente’s face as he tried to

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 was much more composed than

overwhelmed with emotion, but suddenly found herself

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 Tell me, everything you said

was on

Frederick away, not giving him a chance to argue, “I didn’t lie to you, not a single word Iconspired with Maurice against you. He promised me that if I mamed you, he could cure

eyes darkened, but his gaze on

hatred, but instead, she saw a glimmer of

“Fool! Why won’t you believe me? I deceived

but his phone rang at that

the call, but the

I have something important to tell you about her Go somewhere private, don’t let her

Frederick’s gaze never left

put the call

Marguerite’s phone for me 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

up the call, his piercing

stumbled backward, but Maunce quickly steadied her and pulled

her hand away from Maurice She looked back at Frederick with a self–mocking smile. See, Robert just

almost pale, his expression blank