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.

down with

placed one hand gently on her shoulder and with the

a low growl, "How long do you plan to

amusement, "Oh, until, let's say, Silas and Violet tie

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

business partner, Maurice.

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

across his face. "Marguerite, I'm genuinely curious are your feelings for Frederick as deep as you make them out

defiance. "What

With a devilish charm, he lifted the edge

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

a brittle twig. The scarf around her neck was a gift from Silas, one she hadn't meant to wear, but her

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