Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 390

Marguerite followed behind Frederick, her mood as gloomy as a rainy day, as they headed to the makeshift office by the construction site.

The office was nothing more than a temporary space put up with wooden planks. The lighting was poor, and the furniture was bare bones.

But when Frederick sat down at the desk, he seemed to glow like a lantern in the dark.

As she looked at him, an old saying came to mind: a diamond in the rough.

However, she wasn’t in the mood to appreciate his good looks. He had just given her a good scolding, and she was still bitter about it.

Without any further orders from him, Marguerite just stood there, unmoving.

She watched as Frederick pulled out a large blueprint and started sketching with a freshly sharpened pencil. He was utterly focused, his eyes never leaving the paper.

He had a noble, aristocratic air about him, yet he wasn’t soft or weak. His sharp features and the way he held the pencil, firm and confident, made him seem more like a king overseeing his kingdom.

to ache. Finally, Frederick put down his pencil, looked

down, only to see that the blank piece of paper

was

massive fifty stories tall, covering an area of 25,000 square meters! And he had managed to

minutes!

even human?

and rested the other on the back of Frederick’s chair. She bent slightly, leaning in

the blueprint that she didn’t

system that connects the entire building. There’s a control valve

system? Control valves? An idea suddenly

“So, we could place air fresheners that eliminate formaldehyde in the valves. That way, when the ventilation system is activated, it will spread the fresheners throughout the building, speeding up the removal

looked surprised, because he had merely been explaining the building’s structure to her and hadn’t

elaborate on them!

people could read him so well. He couldn’t help

that Frederick was praising her. She turned to look at him, only to find his gaze already