Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 703

Yuna was almost nose to nose with Marguerite, her forehead shiny from a recent Botox touch-up nearly bumping into Marguerite's head.

Why does it feel like this woman got another cosmetic procedure?

Her cheeks and chin were swollen, making her profile resemble a crescent moon, her chin sharp enough to poke someone. Probably because she often gets lost in her delusions, her appearance had taken on a haggard look.

No wonder Stella suspected her of having a mental disorder.

"Marguerite! Are you even listening to me? I told you to fire her! Fire her!"

Yuna slammed her hand on the desk, making a loud noise.

Marguerite jolted back to reality, seeing Yuna pointing at Violet, her long nails almost poking into her eyes.

Suppressing her anger, Marguerite calmly shielded Violet, her tone firm yet respectful.

"Violet and I report directly to the director. If you want her fired, you should speak to Frederick."

"Don't you dare use Freddie to intimidate me!"

Her voice was hoarse from shouting, her gaze moving past Marguerite's shoulder to Violet, then leaned in towards Marguerite, nervously saying:

is eerie? I'm telling

calm, with a

"Can you not?"

to her! Every time I see her, I get chills! Do you understand what

Marguerite to whisper to

quickly

turned around suddenly, and when her eyes met Violet's, she

tongue at me! Her tongue is so long, like a zombie's! Marguerite, look, she's hopping towards

covered her ears, squatting

come any

one to believe in ghosts and spirits. But seeing Yuna's reaction gave her the creeps. It felt as if the temperature around them had

stood there with a sad,

it? Is my mom on top of

both annoyed and exasperated: "What do I see? Violet is standing right there, doing nothing! Can you

can't be rational!

of her? And grandma! Did you also see grandma

"Grandma?"

as if realizing something,

does it matter if I see