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!"

child's words, but this man, whose name was Charlie, took the bait and responded earnestly

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

the help of

fell. "Kid, do you

house with her and take care of your parents, but with house prices in Cresthaven so high, you don't seem like someone who can

make it sound

for a rich woman to take care of you. But, Uncle, you can't even fool a

sweetest, most innocent voice, Margot laid bare the truth, leaving Charlie's face as dark as

kid are you? So rude!

might scare Margot, worried the little girl might be frightened. After all, Hayes once mentioned that Margot was

giving Charlie a fierce stare that was anything but timid. Her logic was sharp, her speech fluent, and her comebacks

Even Marguerite was stunned.