Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 822

Chapter 822

It didn't take long.

Margot was back on the cold bench, and Janie dutifully slipped off her shoes.

There it was on her right foot-a bright red birthmark, identical to the one on Teresa's sole.

The man stood nearby, arms crossed, his tall figure casting an unsettling shadow over Margot.

Janie studied his expression, trying to glean some insight from his demeanor.

"Mr. Winston, do you think we should run a DNA test between her and Marguerite? Just to be sure."

Maurice didn't reply. He just leaned slightly forward, scrutinizing the seemingly calm child in front of him, not uttering a word for what felt like an eternity.

His predatory gaze made Margot's heart race, but she held her composure, masking her fear.

She knew that playing dumb was her best defense, the strategy that had kept her safe these past months.

him with wide eyes and asked, "Uncle, what's a DNA

leaning in closer. His voice

make sure I never see through it. Even if it's just an act, keep

froze, unable to meet

and the

startled bird, she trembled, knowing that once the facade was pierced, her

in adult affairs or

exactly what Maurice

everything about the past six months with her dad, she wouldn't be the only

the two gunshots Maurice had fired-one for her dad, one

memories, ones she never

tears and

soaked in antiseptic to

one was in her chest, a hundred, no, a thousand times

of as her dad, with a gun in his

yet, Maurice's touch was gentle,

he felt he

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