Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 496

Meanwhile, in the executive suite, Marguerite clutched a manila folder nervously as she stepped inside, her voice timid, “Um, I have a report for you.”

Frederick continued typing, saying without looking up, “Leave the documents. I’ll review them myself.”

Marguerite’s words caught in her throat. This guy sure knows how to flip the switch. Just a couple of days ago, he wasn’t like this!

She struggled to find anything to say, and finally set the folder down, her voice tinged with dejection and annoyance, “My office is just downstairs. You can call me anytime.”

Frederick suddenly lifted his gaze, fixing her with a steady look.

Marguerite faltered, thinking he might have had a change of heart and wanted her to stay. She waited with bated breath for him to speak.

Instead, he uttered two icy words – “Get out.”

“…Okay.” With that chilly attitude, she still had hopes he’d object to her arranged marriage? It seemed like wishful thinking.

Reluctantly, Marguerite returned to her office, restless and fidgety.

call, or daydreamed, wondering when Frederick would summon her. But the day

head home, she stood up and noticed it

car to

age, had some brake issues, and the tires were

coming down heavily, it seemed a taxi

out of the company’s front door.

and she carefully

nearly every step, her heart racing with every skid. Frozen in fear, she no longer dared

the stairs, a hand suddenly took her elbow,

Frederick; his familiar scent was

biting wind or her own shyness, Marguerite’s cheeks

an arm around her shoulders, and despite the distance that remained between

didn’t want to consider his motives; she just wanted to savor this fleeting moment of happiness. With that thought, she stole

ever, his eyebrows sharp dashing, and beneath

and

step,”

away, safely descending

had no desire to speak, but Marguerite, playing up her