Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 550

In the evening, the dining room of the grand estate was winding down for the night.

Marguerite had not come down for dinner, and as the last of the guests trickled out, the servants began to clear away the remains of the feast.

Sadie placed three glasses of milk on a wooden tray and set them on the dining table before returning to the kitchen to prepare desserts.

Each glass bore a different color, designated for specific person.

Meanwhile, Yuna slinked by, a white pill clutched in her fist, her eyes darting nervously to the sleek black frosted glass that seemed to beckon her with its opaque sheen. Her mind wandered back to the afternoon phone call with Zoe-

“The pills you asked for have been delivered. They’re herbal, harmless to the body, and when mixed with milk, they induce vivid hallucinations. But the headaches they cause can be severe.”

Yuna’s eyes, shadowed with malice, betrayed her inner turmoil, “I understand.”

Zoe seemed even more anxious than Yuna, “Are you sure you want to do this? You do realize he is your…”

up my

really thought this through?”

unanswered, in Yuna’s mind. Could she really be this

hand trembled as she brought the pill closer to the rim of the glass, her conflicted heart making it nearly impossible to follow

was already branded a woman capable of the worst, but now, was she ready to

emotions. If Freddie ever found out, she wouldn’t just be outcast from the Winston Mansion-she’d be a pariah in all

she did, Yuna was certain Marguerite wouldn’t rest until she was destroyed. It was, after all, a

she strike first? She could not, would not, lose to that

of the Fitzgerald family was hers by right; Freddie’s wife could

Marguerite had, Yuna was

voice, Yuna prepared to drop the pill,

didn’t notice Sadie approaching from behind.

everything all

Yuna’s fingers involuntarily released their grip-

slipped silently into the black