Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 658

When Marguerite arrived at the scene, she was just in time to see Penelope's car being lifted from the river. The crane hoisted the skeletal remains of the sedan, its windows shattered to pieces. Squinting, she could barely make out the remnants of blood stains on the car body.

Marguerite froze, her mind whirling in a dizzy haze as if the world around her blurred and faded into unreality.

She saw Robert Fitzgerald supporting a shivering Hackett, while Yuna was sobbing uncontrollably behind the police tape. Gasping for breath, her cries piercing the air like the wail of a banshee.

Marguerite staggered over, her heart aching so fiercely she could hardly breathe. She couldn't fathom how someone she had been talking to just an hour ago could end up like this.

This pain took her back three years, to the morning she learned of her grandmother's death. She felt an unbearable sorrow, yet strangely, she couldn't shed a single tear. Because deep down, she refused to believe that Penelope was gone.

Her frail body trembling, Frederick saw Marguerite and immediately came to her aid. "How did you get here?" he asked gently.

hard, Marguerite's gaze remained fixed on the wreckage hanging from the crane. "Penelope... she asked me to meet her at the office. I had just arrived when Miley Goldie called me... said there had been

her speech

gloves began their investigation. Marguerite saw them retrieve some items and place them into clear plastic

ID

with tears, yet he made no sound. He couldn't bring himself to reach out. Robert supported Hackett, both of them lost in grief for a long moment before Frederick took the bag,

prepared, the truth hitting them made their eyes widen in disbelief. A tear

demanded: "Where is she? The car's owner, where is she?

officer looked uncomfortable. "We've only found the vehicle so far.

legs nearly gave out beneath her but

could she not

a glimmer of hope, urgently asking: "So, if she hasn't been found,