Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 637

At Thunderbolt Enterprises, the evening had settled in with the soft glow of the city lights leaking through the windows. Marguerite had left for the factory early in the morning from Poppy Petal Fragrances, leaving Frederick to dive back into the corporate whirlwind that awaited him at the headquarters.

After wrapping up a marathon four-hour international conference call, darkness had already cloaked the sky. Chuck, his reliable assistant, was tidying up the chaotic pile of documents on Frederick's desk. There was still a short video conference on the agenda, and Chuck was racing against time to set it up.

Suddenly, the classic rock station on the radio was interrupted with a breaking news alert.

[A severe winter storm warning is in effect for Stonebridge City, with heavy snowfall, ice, and plummeting temperatures expected to hit within the next hour. The outskirts are projected to be the hardest hit, with temperatures expected to reach record lows not seen in over a decade...]

Chuck paused mid-sort, glancing over at Frederick with concern. "Mr. Winston, should we postpone the video call? The blizzard's going to hit soon and if we don't head out now, we're going to be stuck here for hours trying to get home."

Frederick, rubbing his temples wearily, replied without hesitation, "No need."

getting the brunt of it.

The outskirts...

as the first delicate snowflakes began to dance against

the factory on the

"The factory?"

new product development project at Poppy

dialing the factory

Most staff left shortly after finishing up. However, Marguerite decided to stay back to do a final count on the products. No word on when

into his suit

Marguerite, aren't you, sir?" "That woman can be careless. If there's any trouble with the product, are you going

not, sir. I'll have the car

down on the outskirts, and that's precisely where the factory was located. Ever since Marguerite's old Polo bit the dust, she'd been cabbing to