Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 733

Samantha was nearly the same age as me, with a sweetness to her features that was hard to ignore.

Yet, perhaps due to the aura of being the mayor's wife, she always carried herself with a certain formality, making her seem quite stern.

Maggie turned her head to look at Fred, about to say something, but then she saw him placing a piece of rare steak, still dripping with juices, onto her plate:

"Local specialty, prime rib, rare. Want to try?"

Maggie felt a wave of queasiness but asked, "Can I skip it?"

Fred smiled warmly, "Of course, you can."

The mayor watched them with a broader smile, then asked:

"Maggie, is the dress fitting alright?"

Only then did Maggie realize that the dress she was wearing was almost identical to Samantha's.

Both shimmered with a similar golden hue, though the patterns differed slightly in detail.

this your

a title in the Tunez Tribe, comparable to a Marquis, a position of great

was honored with his title, his wife was to be granted the title of Marchioness as well. Unfortunately, he was single

dress in advance, happy to

almost spit

too shocked, choking

patted her back, chiding, "Look at you,

gaze fixed on

does that mean I could

"Absolutely!"

a smile, "Then I'm

laughed too, "So, when's

seized the moment to complain, "Don't ask me, ask him! He's never been keen

must've prepared quite a bit

nodded vigorously, jokingly yet pointedly ribbing

stone, no warming

looked on with interest to see what else

then, a man in camouflage gear, armed with a