Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 343

Marguerite’s brain was struggling to function properly.

She stared blankly at Frederick, watching as he stubbed out his cigarette and flashed a smile. “Long time no see.”

Long time no see? They had just seen each other the day before yesterday!

Wasn’t she supposed to meet a potential client today?

Just as she was about to make a hasty retreat, Maurice walked into the office, positioning himself between Frederick and Marguerite.

“Marguerite is one of the most promising perfumers at the Winston Group,” he said. “I believe she’ll meet all your needs.”

Marguerite was completely dumbfounded. What was going on? So there was no client looking to collaborate with her after all, and it was Frederick who had come to see Maurice, and Maurice had recommended her to him!

But now Maurice had thrown her into this whirlwind in front

and she returned his stare, but neither of them said a word. Maurice cleared his throat, pulling Marguerite closer to Frederick and gently explained, “Frederick has a new project outside the city, a newly built residential complex. They need a batch of air fresheners

of emotion, “If you need to remove formaldehyde, you should contact a cleaning company. I’m not the right person for this.” She turned around to leave

breath hitting the top of Marguerite’s head, but she felt a

inscrutable gaze growing more intense. His eyes were always so dark, like a deep, unfathomable

to remove formaldehyde. Would you two be available to accompany me?” Frederick’s indifferent voice cut through the tension. Marguerite instinctively tried to push Maurice away, but no matter how

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hold Marguerite’s waist,

that moment, Frederick’s phone rang. Marguerite caught a glimpse of the caller ID–it was Yuna. Frederick apologized, “Excuse me, I need to take this call,” and he was the first

around her waist loosen, Marguerite pushed Maurice away and looked at him with wide eyes, her voice filled with accusation, “What are you trying to

start to finish, Maurice remained indifferent, “Why not make money from him? Using his money to save his near–bankrupt company isn’t a

and raised her voice, “You are such a

a mysterious smile on his face. “If anyone else insulted me, I

turned pale, and she backed away, “Keep your

She should really