Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 850

In the video, Silas's face was as cold as ice.

Marguerite had never seen him so fierce before. Every time she met him, he was always the embodiment of tenderness and warmth.

She watched as Silas refused to cooperate with Stella's treatment plan, avoiding every question she posed.

Until Stella, visibly frustrated, blurted out, "Mr. Ward, if you don't cooperate, I can't report back to Marguerite!"

A flicker of light briefly crossed the man's harsh expression, quickly replaced by a self-mocking smile. "Why would Marguerite care about my condition? Heartless woman."

"Mr. Ward, if she were truly heartless, would she have hired me to treat you? She's tighter than a drum with money, yet she's already paid your medical bills in full. If you don't cooperate, she'll definitely ask for a refund! Please, sir, don't make my job harder than it already is!"

"Getting my cooperation is simple."

"What?"

Silas looked at her, his tone one of unyielding resolve. "Bring her here."

video abruptly cut

like a stubborn child, yet she didn't

and glanced at Marguerite, suddenly speaking

told Silas you were being kept under house arrest by Maurice. Do you

gossip, and Marguerite looked at her

come and rescue you with a

Marguerite: "???"

name sounded familiar, so I asked a friend to look into it. Turns out, he's an even bigger shot than Maurice! He's got a whole army of

no idea, if I hadn't just barely talked him down,

lip, surprised that Silas would do something so

kind of uncontrollable impulse, but she couldn't fathom why Silas's impulse was

truly

she even known

her head around

tossed her a bottle of soda from the fridge and started

lay it out for him, saying you've got family, a kid even.