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.

finally set his cup down with a deliberate grace, walking

one hand gently on her shoulder and with the other, pulled the door

her voice a low growl, "How

until, let's say, Silas

on Silas. What on Earth had they discussed after leaving the apartment

is just a business partner, Maurice. Can you stop with

the corners of his lips. "I know how men think, Marguerite. The way he looks at

genuinely curious are your feelings for Frederick as deep as you

were filled with defiance. "What are

her neck. With a devilish charm, he lifted the edge

he chuckled. "Otherwise, why would you cozy

gift from Silas, one she hadn't meant to wear, but her friend Hayes insisted

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