Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 693

Meanwhile, in the executive suite on the top floor.

Violet's neck bore a glaring red mark from Yuna's grip. Marguerite dabbed ointment on it with a cotton swab, trying to ease the discomfort.

"Violet, Yuna just lost her mother. She's emotionally unstable right now. Please be patient with her."

Violet, trying hard not to cry, shook her head while wiping her tears. "Marguerite, I'm okay. It's just that it all happened so suddenly. Yesterday, she accused me of drugging her, and today she strangled me. I swear, I didn't even get close to her today, let alone give her anything to eat. When she suddenly fell in the meeting room and nobody helped her up, I just instinctively went to assist her."

Violet sighed heavily, and Marguerite, lips pressed together, put away the ointment. "I know it's not your fault. Just don't rush in next time, okay? Yuna isn't easy to deal with. You never know when she might target you."

Marguerite reached out to comfort Violet with a touch on the shoulder but recoiled as soon as her skin made contact.

It was cold. Unnaturally so.

touch sent shivers down Marguerite's spine,

recent outbursts always seemed to happen when Violet

at

said, 'Seeing Violet is like

and Penelope had no physical resemblance, there was an eerie sense that Penelope

Could it be...

on her neck with a small mirror, clearly upset. Quickly, she wrapped a yellow silk scarf

fashion. This small

her thoughts, Marguerite chided herself. "Get a grip, Marguerite.

steer clear of Ms. Lockwood

was there bad blood between President Penelope and Ms. Lockwood?" Violet couldn't help

"Why do

she do something to Penelope, and now the guilt's getting to her, making