Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 820

The car roared to life, accelerating quickly down the road.

The little girl in the backseat, named Margot, quickly realized she had been kidnapped. Her mind raced with images of scary men from the TV, the kind who snatched kids away in broad daylight.

Everything around her screamed danger, but Margot managed to keep her cool. She was only three years old, but she'd already seen some tough times. This kidnapping was just another lousy day compared to what she'd been through before. Her mind was now focused on one thing: getting out of this mess.

She figured that kidnappers must have some standards. Surely, they wouldn't want a dull-witted kid. With that thought, she decided to put on a show. She started flailing her chubby legs and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Hey! Who's the genius that thought they could take me? Do you even know who I am? I'm the Treasure Keeper from the heavens, down here to spread the wealth! Let me go! I haven't finished my mission!"

only her legs were free. She made such a fuss that it was a wonder the driver

TV. But the only response she got was the whoosh

of the driver's seat. A sharp voice snapped at her, "Stop

was something familiar about the woman's voice, like she'd heard it somewhere before. She racked her brain but couldn't place it. Just then,

a bit dim-witted, though. Are you sure we got the right one?

minute. Was the woman thinking of letting her

agenda. Her throat hurt from all the shouting, and her head ached

her voice a bit raspy: "Ma'am, could you just let me go? I'm the Treasure

woman ignored

car slowed to a