Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 838

Time seemed to freeze for a moment as Marguerite stood there, stunned.

How did Maurice get in here?

She thought for a moment and quickly pieced it together.

Maurice had been keeping an eye on her, always one step ahead. He knew she was meeting new people, so how could he not know about Silas?

Chuck had told her before that Silas was a big deal internationally, that anything Maurice wanted to export had to go through Silas first.

But no matter how powerful Silas was, straightforward and honest people often fell prey to those who played dirty, and Maurice was a master of the latter.

He could make any man interested in her vanish without a trace; who's to say he wouldn't do something to Silas?

Marguerite wanted to quickly send Silas away, but it was too late. He was already walking in, carrying Hayes.

Seeing a strange man in Marguerite's home, Silas paused, taken aback.

Maurice, however, didn't seem surprised. He rose from the couch, his gaze lingering on the scarf around Marguerite's neck before quickly masking his reaction.

From the moment they had parted that afternoon, he had someone watching her.

He knew exactly who had given her that scarf.

Teresa taken his

Frederick and Marguerite already

around Marguerite's waist, his eyes

are you home so late?

away, but Maurice caught her

expression a mix of jealousy, anger,

someone who had regained

it didn't appear he

soon noticed Hayes looking

today, so I went to see her... Mom came

Uncle?

Hayes down, his expression

called him Uncle, then Marguerite must be

was

man.

hostility, he glared at Maurice, who had already

eyes narrowed, his face expressionless as he greeted,

slightly, glancing down at Marguerite with a gentle tone, "Aren't you going to introduce

so familiar, so natural, as if they were an

knot in her chest, unable to breathe properly, worried that Maurice might

who liked her usually didn't

Maurice been watching her?