Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 544

Yuna poured her heart out, tears streaming down her face like pearls slipping off a string, sobbing until she was gasping for breath!

How could Hackett stand to see his daughter in such a pitiful state?

He had no idea that the hardships his daughter had been enduring were far greater and more challenging than he had ever imagined. And the one who started this whole mess was that woman named Marguerite!

Damn it! They say birds of a feather flock together, and Marguerite seemed to have inherited every nasty trait from the Lockwood family!

He would not allow Marguerite to walk all over his daughter like this!

He had been absent from her life for a full 25 years, but from now on, he would move heaven and earth to elevate her in every way possible, whether it be her career or her love life!

He would do everything in his power to make his daughter’s wishes come true!

Hackett gently rubbed Yuna’s trembling back with a resolve that had already made up his mind, “Since you love him that much, I, as your father, will certainly give you a hand! Powell and I go way back, and he owes me a couple of favors.”

Yuna internally rejoiced, thinking that she finally had him hooked!

She immediately looped her arm through Hackett’s, playfully chiding with a giggle, “Dad! I knew you were the best! You look so cool helping me out, just like Freddie!”

Hackett affectionately tapped Yuna’s forehead, teasing her, “Don’t drink too much. Look at you, seeing things! What would the staff say if they saw you like this?”

paused, a lightbulb going

said just gave her an idea. A grand scheme

mind!

how to play

Upstairs.

at her computer in her

catching Frederick’s attention

room.

tone, “The company pays you a handsome salary, not for daydreaming on the

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muttered defensively. “I’m not daydreaming, just had a

mountain out of a molehill!

without it being a whole thing? What a tyrant!

then when can I expect the project report

on the keyboard, and she turned to meet Frederick’s lazy gaze, “The report is

assumed this was just an excuse, his mood souring slightly, “No excuses! I gave you a week to work on that

done

as she locked eyes with him again, she couldn’t help but feel a bit petulant, “Besides, didn’t I spend last week… looking after

her name sharply.

lose his cool, Marguerite quickly opened a Word document and began typing furiously, “I remember everything. I’ll

Frederick remained silent.