Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 422

Lisette’s words were laced with hostility.

It was probably due to Jocelyn’s return, which threatened her standing, hence her emphasis on the title lady of the house’.

Everyone quickly moved to the dining room, the seating arrangement being a matter of importance.

By rights, Powell and Lisette should be seated at the head of the table, but Powell had the servant bring a chair for Jocelyn, asking her to sit next to him.

He even personally draped the napkin over Jocelyn’s lap.

Marguerite caught a glimpse of Lisette’s displeased expression and subconsciously smirked.

The affection between Jocelyn and Powell today was just the beginning. In the days to come, Lisette would surely have a tough time.

The seating continued with Frederick and Maurice on either side at the guest of honor spots, followed by Marguerite and Yuna.

Teresa had some snacks earlier and wasn’t hungry, she took Hayes for a leisurely exploration of the mansion.

for Jocelyn, then raised his glass towards Frederick, his voice full of apology, “Frederick, your decision to come back to me, it’s a blessing for me as a father. I hope you can forgive me for what happened

sip and corrected, “If it weren’t for my mother’s sake, I would never return to this

and the atmosphere dropped to a freezing point.

thought the scene at Hayes’

was gathered together,

hand, he looked at Frederick and added, “Frederick, I was just looking out for you back then. And Maurice, I sincerely hoped that you brothers could support each other. If Thunderbolt Enterprises merges into the Winston Group, then we, the

made Frederick look at him directly.

gave a slight smile, but his

forces, Thunderbolt Enterprises can still develop very well.” Frederick’s words

stronger.

ago, he worked hard to establish the Winston Group at the top of the world, and Powell asked him to hand it to Maurice. He never thought that three

built Thunderbolt Enterprises to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Winston Group, but Powell still wanted Maurice to reap the

Delusional!

again, Powell’s hand still holding up

“Enough, you’re not well, it’s better if you don’t drink.” With that, she took the wine glass

saved Powell’s dignity, and Powell himself realized that he had made