Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 737

Margie was thoroughly disinterested, sipping on her bland oatmeal with a sullen expression.

The breakfast had been too spicy, upsetting her stomach, so she had barely touched it.

Meanwhile, Fred was deep in conversation with lan about inviting some VIPs over for dinner tonight.

Seeing Margie bored to tears, Sandra chimed in, "Margot, how about I take you downtown later to pick out a dress and maybe stroll around a bit? What do you say?"

Margie felt trapped.

As someone struggling profoundly with social anxiety, the thought of wandering the streets with someone she had barely known for 24 hours was daunting.

As Margie pondered how to decline politely, Fred quickly picked up on her discomfort.

He casually put down the English-written guest list he was holding, glanced towards Sandra with a natural ease, and said:

"I'll take her. We could consider it a sort of..."

His gaze playfully shifted to Margie, his voice dripping with implication, "mini- honeymoon."

Mini-honeymoon?

words, Margie's eyes widened

Fred serious, or was this just a convenient

should extend your stay. I'll host, and lan and

the back, jokingly reminding her, "My dear, you're overstepping. Let the lovebirds have their moment. What do

attempt at English, especially the term "third

burst

hint, appeared a bit embarrassed

If Margot and Fred want some alone time, who am

in the afternoon. You're family now, and we need to

Margie quickly agreed.

and Hayes with Fred on the way, but he was constantly buried in his phone, busier than

Without a break.

who knows how many calls, Margie seized a moment of his rest to ask, "Can't you delegate

Margie.

her

"The King of Veracoria."

heard from Chuck

invite him, how can you? Especially since the guest is a

playfully flicking her nose, "Do you underestimate me

you have

given who awarded