Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 732

The living room was perched atop a stilt house by the lakeshore, one side touching the bank while the other extended into the lake waters.

As the sun dipped westward, crystal lamps along both sides of the shore flickered to life, twinkling in the dusk.

At the lake's center bobbed a rowboat, from which a striking woman stood at the prow, her voice weaving through the air in a melody Marguerite couldn't understand.

Had it not been for the sight of armed patrols meandering through the bushes beneath the stilt house, Marguerite might have mistaken this for a hidden paradise.

But reality was far from it.

The enchanting singer was just a facade; the real story was told by the stern soldiers guarding the area.

explanation, the atmosphere of the tribe still sent shivers down

the living room, where only three

alongside a dark-skinned man with golden hair and blue eyes,

in the local attire, glittering with gold

worried to exchange pleasantries; she rushed to Frederick's side and began frantically checking him for

with embarrassment. He gestured to the chief and his

nor impatient, but

welled up with tears. "Chuck said you were attacked right after you landed. I wanted to check if you

annoyed. "Damn Chuck, why did he have to tell you

a gun? Don't brush it off; it must have been a

sitting here chatting? Indy and Sandra

notice the man