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,

softly, leaning in closer. His voice was barely a whisper, chilling

going to act like a fool, make sure I never see through it. Even

to meet

betrayed her, and the fortress

once the

adult affairs or speak out

exactly what Maurice

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

two gunshots Maurice had fired-one for her dad,

memories, ones she never wanted to

tears and nodded in

cotton swab soaked in

that wasn't her real wound. The real one was in her chest, a hundred,

the man she'd once thought of as her dad, with

Maurice's touch was gentle, his

it clear he felt he had Margot's fate in his grasp

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