Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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Chapter 503

The voice carried a commanding presence, as if it had harnessed the most formidable forces under the heavens, its booming quality impossible to ignore.

Heads turned toward the source of the sound, and Immediately, their eyes locked onto an elderly man in his early sixties. His hair, peppered with white, framed a face marked by sharp, knife–like eyebrows and deep, etched wrinkles that spoke of a life not lightly lived.

Clutched in his hand was an opened leather–bound folder, its contents a mystery. Trailing behind him was Zoe.

Marguerite blinked in surprise.

Was that Hackett Fitzgerald, Robert’s father?

She hadn’t seen Hackett at the company, but she remembered when Powell had fallen ill, he had come to the Winston estate with Penelope, giving Marguerite the chance to meet him briefly.

But why was Robert’s father here with Zoe? Did they know each other?

Marguerite glanced towards Frederick, noticing that his expression mirrored her own, a mix of shock and confusion.

face of the elder’s imposing air, yet without a hint of subservience.

presence seemed to rival even

brings you here?”

intensity of his mood giving way

you can’t treat Yuna like this.”

Marguerite was puzzled.

did Hackett Fitzgerald have a say in

after all, a private matter for the Winston family. I’d appreciate it if you’d allow me to handle it,” Frederick stated

“Frederick, this isn’t just your family matter, it’s mine as well!”

furrowed in

do you mean by that,

a complex mix of regret and resignation. After a long pause,

my daughter, the one

stood frozen,

heiress of the Fitzgerald

confused on the ground, turned her gaze towards Zoe, only to see her mother giving her subtle cues. She

Fitzgerald Group must have found something

to tell who the missing