Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 821

What kind of feeling was this?

It was like a mouse spotting a cat, a bullied kid seeing their tormentor, or

someone on death's door meeting the Grim Reaper.

No, none of those could compare to the sheer dread Margot felt at that moment.

Maurice was the most terrifying devil on earth, bar none!

Margot was shaking like a leaf, while Maurice simply glanced at her before turning his eyes to Janie, who stood nearby.

"I told you to bring her here, why is she hurt?"

Janie lowered her gaze, looking troubled. "Sorry, Mr. Winston. I was driving, she was struggling in the back, and I might've accidentally hurt her."

"Go get the first aid kit."

"Yes, Mr. Winston."

Janie left the room and quickly returned with some antiseptic.

Maurice walked over to Margot, towering above her as he reached out with a cotton swab.

hung in the air as

at her frightened face and gave a faint smile. "Long

calm and deep, yet it made Margot's heart race

she saw a scene: Maurice standing on a rooftop, holding a gun,

the bullets from his gun mercilessly found

met his steady gaze, "I don't know you, sir." Maurice raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Then why are you so

and bright, devoid

just a glance, he

herself to stay calm, swallowing hard as she glanced at Janie with a pitiful expression, "You seem scarier than

"So, I frightened you?"

eye, his

adding, "You tied me up. Sir, I'm like the golden goose, and my dad's got loads of money. Let me go, and I'll make sure he pays you, okay?

and a

she's been babbling about being the golden goose the whole ride, doesn't seem too bright. And she doesn't look anything like Teresa, maybe we got

gritted her teeth, her hands tied behind her clenching tightly into

was on the verge of breaking down but still put on an innocent, harmless face, asking,

her in silence. Her eyes still held

her fear of him only because he had tied

Maurice looked away, stood, and glanced at Janie with a momentary

Take her