Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 748

Chapter 748

The next morning, Marguerite was awoken by a flurry of hushed yet intense arguing.

She looked around, noticing Frederick was not in the room, though the warmth of his side of the bed lingered.

He must have just left, but where to?

Marguerite was a bit puzzled, and the arguing outside seemed to intensify.

Their room was perched high in a Victorian mansion, with windows on three sides, the panes old and creaky.

Therefore, it wasn't hard for Marguerite to spot two tall figures outside the west window.

The first voice she recognized was lan's, his English rapid like a rap verse, making it hard for Marguerite to catch his exact words.

But she did pick up on a few familiar terms-

SUVs, pistols, bodyguards.

Then lan switched to his characteristic broken Chinese, "Not taking any?"

Frederick's voice was restrained, "Right."

"This is suicide! Suicide!"

lan couldn't help but raise his voice, prompting an irritated response from Frederick:

asleep. Just

lay in bed,

this about heavy weapons? Who wasn't taking what? And who was courting

lan, why couldn't

wanted to eavesdrop for more information, but the conversation outside came to

shadow moving downstairs, while Frederick stayed outside a bit longer, lighting

a unique sadness in his silhouette as he smoked.

up in bed, her expression wary as

were you guys arguing

she was awake so

edge of the bed, gently ruffling Marguerite's hair,

nothing, just a territorial dispute someone's trying to

here? Can we just go

deep, and Marguerite realized she couldn't see

in to kiss her cheek, "Sure, we'll

"Why not now?"

his hand petting her head like she was a

is lan's turf. No matter the dispute, you won't be

gave Marguerite an

as long as Frederick was

she still wanted to say more. Frederick, however, placed his finger on her lips, gently silencing

get up and get ready. How

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