Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 546

The verbal sparring match had finally come to an end, but Marguerite couldn’t shake the disgust crawling beneath her skin. The rest of the workday dragged on, her motivation as absent as the warmth in a mid-winter’s breeze,

When quitting time rolled around, she and her adversary made their way to the parking lot in a silent procession. There, parked with precision, was the familiar Maybach. Chuck, always the professional, stepped out from the passenger side and with a bow of respect, opened the back door for Frederick, who slid into the seat without so much as a backward glance.

Marguerite caught sight of the scene and turned to her own ride, a second-hand car, when Chuck’s voice floated toward her, “Marguerite, where are you off to? Get in!”

She paused, her gaze landing on the tall figure now settled into the leather upholstery, fully aware of his current disdain for her company. With a stubborn shift of her eyes, she replied:

“I’m good. I left my car here last time, and I might as well drive it home today.”

stood puzzled. He remembered the days Marguerite would hitch a ride without a second thought about her own vehicle. What

Were they fighting?

to the growing impatience of Frederick inside the car,

Marguerite before hurriedly hopping into the vehicle. The driver floored it, and the Maybach shot away, leaving Marguerite coughing in

of exhaust.

she found her car and after several attempts, the weary engine roared to life. She set off at a crawl, her mood sour and her concentration

Marguerite moved to slow down but was met with the heart-stopping realization that her brakes

frantic glance in the rearview mirror revealed the chaos unfolding behind her, but in her haste, she didn’t see the Maybach reappear, now on a collision course with her.

could react, it surged forward, positioning

as both vehicles slammed into a curbside

Marguerite’s head crashing into the steering