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

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

why couldn't

to eavesdrop for more information, but

Frederick stayed

in his silhouette as he smoked. It was a

her expression wary

were you

she was awake so

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

territorial dispute someone's trying to start with

it always about fights here? Can we just go

deep, and Marguerite realized she couldn't see through

kiss her cheek, "Sure, we'll head back in

"Why not now?"

chuckled, his hand petting her head like she was a tame

fear? This is lan's turf. No matter the dispute,

an unprecedented sense of

as Frederick was by her side, she was

however, placed his finger

and get ready. How

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