Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 710

Marguerite stood there, speechless.

Daphne had gone to great lengths to dig into her past, showering her with compliments. Perhaps, Marguerite thought, a simple 'thank you' was in order. But Daphne had one thing wrong. Marguerite wasn't the beacon of charm she made her out to be.

Frederick's feelings for her had cooled off long ago, and Maurice's desire to marry her was nothing more than a man's possessiveness rearing its ugly head. Was there any real love in any of this?

"You really don't have to see me as your arch-enemy. I've told you before, I have zero feelings for Maurice!"

Daphne burst into laughter, leaning back as if Marguerite had just told the funniest joke. "So, what you're saying is, all of this is just Maurice being delusional? You don't even have to lift a finger, and he's ready to fall at your feet, just like that? Marguerite, are you mocking me because I can't keep my man?"

Marguerite sighed inwardly. How did Daphne even get there? Talking to her was like navigating a minefield. Not only was she hypersensitive and suspicious, but she also had a talent for twisting words beyond recognition.

you wanted. Now, take your kid and

to her car. She then slowly drove up next to Marguerite, her voice laced

stare at Daphne's perfectly made-up face as she replied with a smug smile, "We'll see about that. Just remember, Daphne, don't let your own cleverness

this confident smile, certain of her victory, much like Maurice. But Marguerite couldn't fathom what was

Daphne floored the pedal, and her convertible sped away, leaving Marguerite in a cloud of

the fumes and realizing the sky was darkening, Marguerite found herself in

just abandoned

to call a

answered, her voice tinged with

have someone

the chilling wind or Frederick's harsh tone, Marguerite suddenly