Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 729

Marguerite stepped off the plane into the sweltering embrace of Veracoria, a stark contrast to the frosty grip of Stonebridge City she had just left behind. The humid, hot air wrapped around her like a thick blanket.

Chuck was already waiting at the exit, a beacon of anticipation. Spotting Marguerite, he swiftly handed her a set of light, airy clothes and said, "Marguerite, change into these in the restroom before you get heatstroke."

After a quick change, Marguerite realized she was now donning an extravagantly unique outfit that sparkled with an almost comical brilliance. It struck her as odd since she remembered Veracoria as a cosmopolitan giant, not a place for such niche fashion. Chuck must have grabbed it in a panic, she thought.

Eager to meet Frederick, she didn't dwell on it. She urged Chuck to drive faster, her excitement making her indifferent to the fatigue that clung to her bones.

Expecting to be taken to a hotel to rest, she was surprised when the drive extended for over an hour, taking them further from the bustling city center. High- rise buildings gave way to endless fields of lavender, and finally, the car stopped in what appeared to be a tribal village.

announced, opening

stepped out to see stilt houses layered upon one another, with armored vehicles and tanks dotting

we?" she asked, her voice tinged

Tribe," Chuck explained

Why were there so many heavy

in camo gear, their faces obscured by vibrant paint but their eyes glittering with an unsettling intensity, approached them for

security measure, Marguerite. They need to ensure you're not

only deepened. Wasn't Frederick here for a tech collaboration?