Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 842

Chapter 843

Maurice sat back, leisurely sipping his coffee, as if the world outside his window was a calm lake on a Sunday morning.

But when Marguerite opened the door, she was met with two burly bodyguards, their expressions as impenetrable as the Great Wall.

"Miss Lockwood, I'm afraid you need to step back inside," one of them said, blocking her path with all the warmth of a cold winter breeze.

Marguerite's eyes flashed with anger. "Move aside!"

The bodyguard didn't flinch. "Miss Lockwood, please don't make this harder than

it needs to be. If you take another step, we'll have to intervene."

Clutching the handle of her suitcase, Marguerite's knuckles turned white, fury searing through her veins. She was no match for these men, and she knew it, but she stood her ground.

set his cup down with a

on her shoulder and with the other, pulled the door shut

low growl, "How long do you plan

amusement, "Oh, until, let's

on Earth had they discussed after leaving the

business partner, Maurice. Can you stop

an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I know how men think, Marguerite.

spreading across his face. "Marguerite, I'm genuinely curious are

eyes were filled with defiance. "What are you

around her neck. With a devilish charm, he lifted the edge of it with his

chuckled. "Otherwise, why would you cozy up to Silas

snapped like a brittle twig. The scarf around her neck was a gift from Silas, one she hadn't meant to wear, but her friend Hayes insisted it

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