Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 300

Three years later.

In the depths of winter

After a whole night of heavy snowfall, it finally ceased at the break of dawn

The sun’s reflection on the snow made the spacious kitchen, surrounded by windows on three sides, even brighter

Marguerite’s chestnut hair had grown long, cascading over her shoulders like sik. She had to brush it aside while eating, so it wouldnt obstruct her view

“When are you going to start working at Fragrance Finesse?‘ Maurice’s voice was nonchalant as Marguerite looked up at him, “I’m doing pretty well at Luxe Scents International.”

Three years ago, she had given birth to twins. The eldest mysteriously disappeared, leaving her and Maurice to raise their daughter Teresa together They never got married, maintaining a facade of a couple in front of their daughter, playing their roles with an adult’s dignity But privately, she despised Maurice.

She couldn’t understand why he insisted on keeping her around, continuously pushing her to work at Fragrance Finesse

Of course, Marguerite refused.

LuxeScents International held traces of Frederick, her lost love. Each time she sat in the office, she felt as if he was right there beside her

with time, but it was more like a bottle of aged wine. The longer the time, the richer

was killing her, and she dreamt

at LuxeScents International, where she could reminisce

had been in a slump, lasing its past

position, you can have any

his cutlery, looking at Marguerite with an air

a casual choice, but to me, it’s a way to prove my abilities. Luxe Scents International is my faith, and I wont

domineering attitude always reminded her

commanding CEO demeanor,

experience the confidence and joy of a common person’s growth. But Maurice seemed to

Maurice always treated her as if he held her life in his

nearly bankrupt company for the

table, “LuxeScents International is falling all

a line of fire was drawn between their eyes, sparking

of their daughter, accompanied by

uniform, ran towards Marguerite with her tablet in hand. “Mommy, look, this bracelet is so

scooped Teresa onto her lap, glancing over her pig–tailed head at the screen, seeing an advertisement for an

the bracelet

unlock the bracelet if you input the correct password