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

down at her frightened face and gave a faint smile.

calm and deep, yet

scene: Maurice standing on a rooftop, holding

wasn't long before the bullets from his gun mercilessly found their mark

sir." Maurice raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Then why are you

and bright, devoid of any

felt as if with just a glance, he could peer into her

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

"So, I frightened you?"

in the eye,

"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

her, and a crack appeared in his gentle

golden goose the whole ride, doesn't seem too bright.

tied behind her clenching tightly

on the verge of breaking down but still put

eyes still held fear, but more than

of him only because

and glanced at Janie with a momentary flicker

her. Take her