Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 389

The voice came from behind, so familiar that Marguerite knew it was Frederick without having to turn around.

Marguerite felt exceptionally unlucky. Out of all the times he could have chosen to show up, he had to pick the moment when everyone was questioning her.

Knowing Frederick and his relentless pursuit of perfection, he was sure to criticize her mercilessly. Marguerite took a deep breath, bracing herself for the impending scolding.

Seeing Frederick’s arrival, the site supervisor hurried up to him, “Mr. Winston, you’re finally here! Please tell us what you think of this heavy-duty extractor fan on the wall. Isn’t it a bit out of place? I’ve been questioning Ms. Lockwood’s decision for days, but she won’t listen!”

Frederick strolled over to Marguerite, turning to look at her with a calm and composed expression..

Marguerite met his icy gaze without a word.

“What’s the point of installing an extractor fan?”

This wasn’t Marguerite’s area of expertise, so explaining it made her feel incredibly uneasy, “I plan to place air fresheners, which are also formaldehyde eliminators, in each room. Then, if we close the windows and turn on the extractor fan, it could speed up the air circulation in the room.”

Frederick almost laughed at Marguerite’s explanation. Suppressing his amusement, he countered, “Close the windows and turn on the extractor fan?”

Marguerite wasn’t sure what she had said wrong, and she nodded sullenly.

behind them, couldn’t

today, she had been questioned from all sides,

her voice as she asked,

do you know that?” Frederick

the death trap?”

aback, unable to comprehend how Marguerite could be so obtuse.

interjected, “let’s set aside the issue with the extractor fan for a moment. If you close the windows, how is the air supposed to

to explain, “I have the air fresheners that

He nodded and gave

this, Frederick’s gaze turned icy, fixing Chuck with a lethal stare. Chuck felt a chill run down his spine. Mr. Winston’s gaze was

of Mr. Winston? Even though he was being sarcastic, Marguerite was once Mr. Winston’s woman, and he wouldn’t want anyone to laugh at her for sure.

indeed

logic. Was this how the high-priced formaldehyde elimination team he hired worked? They were messing

take this opportunity to embarrass Marguerite. The words of humiliation

he found himself unable to bring himself to hurt her.

helplessness reminded him of when he first

began again, “It’s had been three years, but you have no progress. Didn’t Maurice teach you

insulted, muttering resentfully, “I didn’t need him to teach me.

client. Are you saying I

aback, feeling