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.

taken his words

and

Marguerite's waist, his eyes subtly sizing up

you home so late? It's

to push him away, but

his expression a mix of jealousy, anger, and

someone who had regained

appear he and Marguerite had

noticed Hayes

I went to see her... Mom came to pick me up,

Uncle?

down,

him Uncle, then Marguerite

there was

man.

glared at Maurice, who

narrowed, his face expressionless as he

slightly, glancing down at Marguerite with a gentle

was so familiar, so natural, as if they were an

knot in her chest, unable to breathe properly, worried

all, men who liked her usually didn't meet good

been watching