Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 816

The voice was so young and unexpected that Marguerite was momentarily taken aback. She turned her head and saw a chubby little figure sitting on the stool next to her, barely tall enough to peek over the table.

The child wore a pink kindergarten uniform dress, with two pigtails dangling beside her cherubic cheeks, her plump little face so adorable that it was hard not to smile, and even harder to resist the urge to pinch her cheeks.

Wasn't this Silas's daughter, Margot?

What on earth was this little girl doing here? And where on earth was her dad?

Marguerite's mind buzzed with questions, but before she could voice any, Margot picked up the glass of lemonade by Marguerite's hand and took a couple of big gulps. Then, looking directly at the man across the table, she said:

"Uncle, you're thirty but look older than forty. You want to marry a young woman fresh out of college, but she might not want to marry you!"

whose name was Charlie, took the bait and responded earnestly

someone like me right out of school, I can teach them about life, help them avoid pitfalls. And, let me

you make it with the help of a woman?"

"Kid, do you

like someone who can afford it. In the end, wouldn't she have to pay? And you don't even want to put her name

make it sound like I'm after her

I think you're just looking for a rich woman to take care of you. But, Uncle, you can't even fool

as dark as a burnt toast. He slammed his hand on the table in

So rude! Where are your

little girl might be frightened. After all, Hayes once mentioned

a fierce stare that was anything but timid.

Even Marguerite was stunned.