Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 583

“Marguerite, don’t waste your time with this woman! Me, I’m made of tougher stuff-I ain’t scared of nothin’.”

Miley spat out the words with a sneer before turning her glare toward Yuna, her voice dripping with menace, “Zip it, Yuna. You may look like a million bucks, but underneath, you’re nastier than a snake in the grass. I’m warning you, if you keep running your mouth at Marguerite, do you really think I won’t rip that fake facade right off your back?

And whether you’re truly a Fitzgerald or not, that’s up for debate. Maybe you don’t know, but Robert’s already on the case. You better savor these moments on your high horse while you can. ‘Cause if you take a tumble, it’ll be by my hand, sweetheart!”

With that, Miley pinched Yuna hard enough to leave a mark, then let go as if disgusted by the contact.

Yuna clutched at her neck, gasping for air, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and shame.

Robert was digging into her background! What was he planning to do?

Meanwhile, the elevator dinged its arrival at the underground parking lot.

off guard and stumbled backward,

clapped her hands with satisfaction, stepping over Yuna’s crumpled form alongside Marguerite, without uttering

seethed with rage. She couldn’t bear to

to her feet, her voice shrill with anger as she yelled after them, “Miley, don’t think you can do whatever you want just because Robert’s your boyfriend! Do you have any idea how much my parents despise you? They find you filthy, low-class, a nobody from a family that struck it rich with a lucky

never marry into the Fitzgerald family! Mark my words, you’ve crossed me now! If you know what’s good for you, you’ll come crawling

and casually asked, “Did Mr. Winston

was going on? Her dim-witted brain quickly

had tortured Manley, so Freddie must be out for blood! Calling her in now meant only one thing-he was ready

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Freddie didn’t hold back! Now, Marguerite

at Freddie’s mercy filled Yuna

on! You hit his beloved son. Do you really think he’ll let

parking garage, twisted with spite and