Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 420

Quickly, Marguerite dismissed the thought from her mind.

For Frederick, every member of the Winston family was someone he despised to his bones.

Therefore, how could he possibly return to the Winston Mansion because of Powell’s illness?

Marguerite didn’t linger on this thought. She and the servants began to pack their luggage quickly, while Teresa was busily packing her own snacks. An hour later, they had everything sorted out and were at the Winston Mansion.

As soon as they walked in, they saw Powell sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by a servant into the front hall.

The sight of Powell filled Teresa with excitement and anticipation, “Grandpa! Grandpa!”

*Teresa! Come here! I’ve missed you so much since you haven’t visited for a while!”

Teresa and Powell hugged each other happily. Teresa wanted to climb onto Powell’s lap, but seeing his knee in a plaster, she had to give up the idea.

“Grandpa, does your foot hurt? I will blow it to make it better!”

Teresa said, pouting and immediately blowing on Powell’s knee, making him laugh heartily with her adorable antics.

Maurice went up to examine Powell’s condition, while Marguerite stood idly by.

didn’t see Lisette.

odd, Marguerite wasn’t surprised.

difficult to deal with whenever they met. Marguerite knew exactly how much Lisette

Winston Mansion, she probably

towards her changed a

conversation with his son, Powell’s gaze fell

approached him and obediently said, ” Mr. Powell.”

guys can continue talking. I’m going

forward, “Ms. Lockwood, we have prepared a room for you.

Winston Mansion before and was

entering, she found the

was nearly a thousand square feet, it was a two-bedroom suite.

into a house dress from her

him crossly, “Can’t you knock first?”

uncompromising, “Don’t make trouble here. Take good care of my father and don’t wander around. Otherwise, you can forget about hearing any news about our

sneered, “You’ve sold my only company. Where could I possibly run to? Besides,

white teeth, “All I need to control is your body.”

couldn’t find the words

down Marguerite’s resistance little by

broken down by this man, and