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.

either stared at the office phone, hoping for an internal call, or

her things to head home, she stood up and noticed it had

driven Jocelyn’s old car to work that

had some brake issues, and the tires were prone to slipping

heavily, it seemed a taxi was her

as she walked out of the company’s

in snow, and she carefully trod on

to slip with nearly every step, her heart racing with every skid. Frozen in

hesitating on the stairs, a hand suddenly took her elbow, escorting her steadily down to

scent was

wind or

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

savor this fleeting moment of happiness. With that thought, she

his eyebrows sharp dashing, and beneath the wing-like lashes were focused

handsome, and

step,” he

Marguerite quickly turned away, safely descending

no desire to speak, but Marguerite, playing up her vulnerability with a hint of cunning, said, “My car’s broken down…”