Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 483

Marguerite couldn’t fathom what was stirring such intense emotions in the mother and son.

She found it odd that ever since Robert arrived, the duo seemed to sneak peeks at her every now and then.

Initially, they were discreet, but now they were openly staring, making Marguerite feel a mix of discomfort and anxiety.

Was it something wrong with her work? That couldn’t be right. She had been working hard.

Unable to come up with an explanation, Marguerite chose to ignore the intense gazes from across the way and dove back into her tasks. Before she knew it, the workday had ended.

The moment Marguerite stepped into the Winston Mansion, Maurice Winston followed right behind her. Accompanying him were several stylish women that Marguerite didn’t recognize, one of whom was carrying an oversized makeup case.

Marguerite was bewildered, and her confusion only grew as she watched two servants carefully wheel in a large, see-through wardrobe.

inside! A sinking feeling washed over her.

going on? Was Maurice planning a surprise

flowers, no red carpet, and

at a loss, glaring at Maurice with a fierce frown, “What are you up

word. Instead, he commanded,

“Yes, sir!”

of fashionistas advanced toward Marguerite in their high heels, towering over her by a good half a head

on the spot, Marguerite had no clue how to

still reeling, and she instinctively

a lamb to the slaughter, she was herded by the women into the room,

was growling furiously when one woman, strong as an ox, restrained both her arms with just one

Lockwood, please don’t struggle. We’re just following orders. If you get hurt,

care if I get hurt! I’d sooner die than

Mr. Winston, and frankly, it’s none of our business.