Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 292

Meanwhile, Maurice took a phone call and left the den, with Marguerite left standing there for what felt like an eternity. By the time she decided to leave, her legs had already given way to exhaustion

She walked aimlessly out of the study, only to find that the entire mansion was deserted, save for the omnipresent security staff.

Powell was not home, and even Jocelyn and Lisette were gone. Presumably, Maurice had sent them all away

Marguerite stood at the entrance of the mansion, staring at the concrete driveway leading away from the lavish property, a wave of uncertainty washing over her

In the span of an hour, her life had taken a dramatic tum.

Returning to her former home, Sapphire Valley Estates, was no longer an option. With her grandma gone, she was left wondering where her home was

Just then, a McLaren pulled up in front of Marguente, revealing Maurice’s smug face. Marguerite ignored him, walking past the car and heading towards the road.

The McLaren kept pace with her, Maunce’s magnetic voice ringing in her ears, “Marguerite, don’t be stubborn. You think I wouldn’t be able to find you?”

Marguerite stopped in her tracks, and the McLaren came to a halt behind her

Maurice stepped out of the car and stood in front of Marguente, his command crisp and clear, “Get in the car”

eyes sparkled with suspicion, but after a mere two seconds of staring into Maurice’s eyes, she

Everything she did at the mansion was under his control, so even if she ran to the ends of the earth, he

her, but at this point, it didn’t really

what difference did it make where she ended

McLaren eventually pulling up in a gated community

Maurice had lived previously, and

then, Maurice

standing at the entrance of the mansion. She shot Maurice an angry glance but before she could utter a word, he beat her to it, “Give birth to the baby, and III let you leave. Until then, you’re

house arrest? Marguerite scoffed, her desire to converse with this manipulative man dwindling to nothing. She walked into the mansion and slammed the

sea Standing on the balcony, she could see the shimmering waves stretching

honzon.

hair to dance around as her emotions

pale blue sea seemed endless, just like her life, with no end

was especially long. Marguerite tossed and turned, unable to

her thoughts

couldn’t remember falling asleep, and upon waking the next day, she had

at the door with a massive

was taken aback,

Nadine paused, “Who?”