Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 430

As Yuna left the staircase, Marguerite lovingly turned to Teresa, who barely reached her thigh in height, and lifted her up with a beaming smile.

“Sweetie, look at you, defending your mom like a brave little soldier!”

Teresa beamed even wider at the praise.

“Of course! Because I’m your little helper! I promised I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you!”

With that, Teresa tenderly held up Marguerite’s face and planted a sweet kiss on her cheek.

They continued their happy conversation as they descended the stairs. But as they reached the main floor, a sudden shriek echoed from the kitchen. “Ouch! Who left oil all over the kitchen floor last night? I fell when I walked in!”

At Yuna’s cry, servants rushed to her aid. Yuna promptly pushed them away, “Back off, all of you! You’re ruining the crime scene!”

Upon hearing this, the servants hastily retreated, leaving the kitchen in a chaotic state.

Marguerite didn’t want to get involved in Yuna’s theatrics and headed for the door with Teresa in her arms.

the table. But Marguerite couldn’t let Teresa go hungry; she needed to take her

Marguerite, shrieking at her retreating figure, “Marguerite, stop right there! You and your daughter had a midnight snack last night, didn’t you? Was it you who spilled the

wasn’t the one who cooked last

tone flat, “Yes, we did have midnight snack,

that? She admitted to eating the midnight snack!”

Marguerite, then wailed, “Marguerite, how could you?! You knew I was going to prepare breakfast this morning, so you spilled oil in the kitchen to make me fall, didn’t you?

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echoed throughout the house, painting Marguerite as a wicked,

in the Winston family was due to her daughter. Mr. Powell’s fondness for Teresa was the only reason Marguerite was tolerated. But Yuna intended to ruin Marguerite’s reputation within the household and make

servants began to

She seems so refined, wouldn’t stoop to such a level, would

so you wouldn’t know that Ms. Marguerite and Mr. Frederick had a fling before! She probably resents Ms. Yuna!”

a complex!”

bet! Once you’re in a wealthy household, even the most noble women can

hard enough living under someone

Yuna’s hysterics, the servants were at a

didn’t do something, they risked disturbing the

commotion, Maurice was the first to be