Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 639

Chapter 641

Yuna watched as Chuck punched in the familiar three digits on the phone, his finger hovering over the call button.

No!

She couldn't let herself be exposed like this! Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor, letting out a dramatic groan of pain.

"Ouch! It hurts! Oh, the pain, the pain, the pain—"

Yuna's voice was piercing. In the shadows, Marguerite pinched Chuck's arm, stopping him from dialing 911.

She was curious to see what kind of performance Yuna was about to put on.

Yuna lay on the ground, wailing in agony, while Frederick and Marguerite remained still, sharing an unspoken understanding.

Hackett, frantic with worry, bent down to scoop Yuna up.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Where does it hurt? Tell me!"

Yuna bit her lip fiercely, tears streaming down her face.

burning up, like they're on

swiftly rolled up Yuna's pant legs, revealing two fair legs covered in what looked

a wave of disgust, her

Was she really burned?

This is madness!

mad! To frame

beside himself with worry. "What happened? How did you get all these blisters? The area

fire; it must have happened then!" Yuna managed

"To

the ground. As he passed Marguerite, he didn't miss the chance to throw a threat her

happened to the Fitzgerald family is because of you! Our project's tanked, and

your back, kiddo. I'll settle the

Hackett

but Yuna's injuries were too severe,

trio left,

we going to do? The blush launch is next week, and now with the factory burned, it's not just the delays; all our employees rely on this

calm reply, a hint of control in his weary

misery. "Mr. Winston, how can I not worry? You heard Mr. Fitzgerald. If this doesn't link back to Ms. Lockwood, it falls on me. But I

babbled on despairingly until Chuck stepped in

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