Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 640

The sound was sharp and piercing, tightening an invisible string in everyone's heart.

Turning towards the source, they saw Frederick standing in front of a familiar Maybach.

He wore an ash-grey suit under a long black overcoat. His imposing figure was reminiscent of a dashing general from a bygone era, both handsome and intimidating.

Striding past the busy firefighters, his determined steps halted in front of the onlookers. With a chilling voice, he repeated:

"If the order of departure is enough to cast blame, I can assure you, I was the last one to leave the factory."

Two hours earlier, Frederick had rushed to the factory to pick up Marguerite, only to miss her by a whisker.

Marguerite was a perfectionist, everything she touched had to be flawless. Worried she might have overlooked something in her diligence, he made sure to inspect the factory after their missed connection, especially since the new blush formula included an essence from Polar Radiance, making the project crucial to him.

after ensuring all was well

home, Zack's call came through-the factory was ablaze. Frederick, with Chuck by his side, braved the blizzard to return

been to the factory too! If he was indeed the last to leave, how could she accuse Marguerite of any wrongdoing? Damn it

words plunged her

took me quite some time to return. How did you

out, Yuna mentioned a chowder house out in the suburbs that was supposed to be superb, so Hackett and I decided to join her. Halfway through dinner, Yuna got a call about the fire. The mall's not far from here, and as

to do with the project. So how could the news of the fire have reached her phone?

smile playing on his lips: "What a

here as soon as I heard the news, but still,

said no more, his

tension, Chuck interjected, "Mr. Fitzgerald, President Penelope, given the gravity of the situation, perhaps we should involve the police.