Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 877

The little girl sat up perfectly straight, her round cheeks giving her a cherubic look. Gone were her trademark pigtails; today, her hair was swept up into a neat, high ponytail. The wild, scatterbrained air she usually carried had vanished without a trace.

Margot raised her hand to wave over the waitress, her voice soft and childish as she ordered a glass of orange juice. She took two eager gulps, the glass almost too big for her hands.

Across from her, Hayes watched calmly, arms folded, utterly unhurried as he studied her.

Margot pouted, then asked, "You don't seem surprised at all."

"I figured out a while ago that you were my mysterious online friend."

Her eyes went wide in disbelief. "How? I thought I was being so careful! Besides, I heard from Manley that you've been searching for your sister. So I assumed you'd mistake my identity online for hers."

Hayes just smiled, offering no explanation.

Even now, this kid was still trying to play games with him. She really was incorrigible!

dropped all pretense. "You said last night that you'd cracked the wafer. I came here today so you could

a piercing look, his tone suddenly sharp. "Has someone already had the wafer

"Yes."

"Who?"

guilt flickering across her face. "You don't know him. And... we're

you push

just curious about the technology, that's all..." She turned away, refusing to

no matter how she tried to dodge,

father, isn't it?" His words struck home, and Margot's hands tightened around her

voice

sparing her feelings. He placed a freshly printed hospital report on the

voice was calm, his logic

it? The size is small enough, and the way it's merged with the brain's structure, no one would suspect it's foreign. But