Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 708

Stella blinked and took a bite of her burger, speaking with her mouth full, "I can give you the report, but we need to make a trade. Tell me what you know about Miley!"

Marguerite was genuinely surprised. This woman didn't even ask why she needed the report but was only interested in Miley? It seemed Stella truly had deep feelings for Robert. She had not only found out Miley's name but also knew about her connection with Marguerite.

"If you already know about Miley, do you really need me to fill you in on the details?"

Stella, a bit sullenly, said, "What I've found out is common knowledge. I want to know something that others don't."

Stella's words were somewhat convoluted, but Marguerite understood. "Hand me the report first, and then I'll tell you."

"Really?" Stella's eyes lit up. "You're not pulling my leg?"

Marguerite smiled, her gaze fixed on Stella. Stella was slightly shorter and wore a cute Lolita-style princess dress, making her look like a child. Marguerite reached out to pat her head, her smile fond and indulgent, "I never lie to kids."

the “kid” reference as a compliment. She snapped her fingers triumphantly and shot Marguerite a victorious grin. "You're

excitedly dashed to the computer. Her delicate fingers flew over the keyboard, and soon, the printer began to whir, spitting out the document. Handing over the report to Marguerite, Stella smiled coyly, "Now, can you tell me? What's the deal

and headed towards the door, "You should

lips pouting in mock anger, “You just said you don't

you're

Freddie and Robert always treat me

older than

face alternating between shades of red and white. Seeing her droopy expression, Marguerite's heart softened, and she decided to impart a piece of sage advice: "You said it yourself, they treat you like a kid. But what normal man falls for

with curiosity, never leaving Marguerite. "So, what

"Men like women, silly."

leave the office. Initially, Marguerite thought Stella would be tough to get through. It turned out she was

the house, only for a bright red convertible to screech to a halt right in front of her. Glancing at the driver's seat, she was surprised to find Daphne! Today, Daphne

Stella, Daphne was the epitome of a woman