Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 301

The car shd half a meter in the snow before it came to a halt. Marguente unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out, her ankles sinking into the snow 25 she dashed unevenly towards the mansion’s entrance.

Just as the reached the doorway, a security guard’s arm swiftly blocked her path Ma’am, who are you looking for?

The mansion’s security had changed hands several times, and this guard was new Marguerite didn’t recognize him

I’d like to take a look inside Marguente tried to push past him, but the guard gently pushed her back, his body blocking the entrance as his hand gripped the side railing, effectively blocking her way “Ma’am, this is a private residence You can’t go in!”

Marguente was desperate. “Has the mansion been sold, gr has the owner returned?”

Tm not sure, today is my first day”

Marguente tiptoed to get a better look inside. The Rolls–Royce Cullinan was a fair distance away, and she couldn’t make out the license plate, let alone determine the owner of the car

The guard was growing impatient, “Maam, what exactly are you trying to do?”

Marguerite pointed at the Rolls–Royce Cullinan, “Do you know who owns that car? Is it the same person who owns the house?”

the house, how could I possibly know

a tall, thin

make a fuss here. If you don’t leave. I’ll have to

in a difficult position, Marguerite didn’t push. She cast a

was now

he wouldn’t be driving a three–year–old dar. But Marguente couldn’t shake the feeling that Fredenck had returned

groggy with sleep,

the point, “Is Frederick back

would I know if Mr. Winston

Fitzgerald

been in touch for a week. He said he was going to

was

been with Frederick Marguerite knew that. If they were

her head in the steering wheel, the

her once more.

to give up everything he had

felt like she was nailed to a pillar of shame, even despising herself a

didn’t dare to hope that Frederick would forgive her, nor did she want to stir up any more trouble. But the