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:

you think Violet is eerie?

calm, with a hint

"Can you not?"

joking! My mom and your grandma, they're all clinging to her! Every time I see

Marguerite to whisper

and quickly left the

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

Look at Violet! My mom... my mom is hugging her right now, even sticking out her tongue at me! Her tongue is so long, like a zombie's! Marguerite, look, she's hopping

covered her ears,

come any

gave

but look at Violet, who stood there with a sad, awkward expression, looking completely lost

look! Do you see it? Is my

annoyed and exasperated: "What do I see? Violet is standing

can't be rational! I really

afraid of her? And

"Grandma?"

terrified, as if realizing

it matter if I see them?