Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 884

"I never really thought about forgiving him. But I can't shake the feeling that he's changed somehow. I just can't quite put my finger on what's different."

"Ugh! Don't you dare give him any credit! He's just putting on an act for your sake!"

As Miley spoke, she pulled a phone out of her pocket.

"If you don't believe me, let me tell you something else. Remember that phone you asked Chuck to check out? He found spyware installed on it! And I'd bet anything it was Maurice who put it there, right?"

Marguerite's hand faltered-not because the result surprised her, but because she didn't understand how the phone ended up with Miley.

"I told Chuck not to tell you guys, but that little traitor went and spilled the beans anyway."

"It was just a stroke of luck, really. The technician Chuck took the phone to works

at Robert's garage-he's the resident tech guy over there."

Miley waved the phone as she lectured, full of exasperated concern.

"Now, honestly—are we supposed to feel safe letting you hang around a guy who's planted spyware on your phone not once, but twice?"

Marguerite managed a crooked smile, not wanting to listen to Miley's well- meaning nagging for another minute. She joked, "Alright, alright, message received! If it weren't for my wonderful best friend, I'd probably have fallen for Maurice's tricks all over again."

Satisfied, Miley nodded and crouched down to help Marguerite pack up their things.

"So get yourself back to the office already! Is Polar Radiance ever going to launch, or what?"

and asked eagerly, "Mom, are you going

Hayes's hair, her fondness clear in her eyes. "Yes, yes,

eyes lit up. He turned away

Dad invest in Mom's Polar

sure did he's

going back to the office tomorrow for Polar Radiance. Can you give

Teresa: [On it!]

Half an hour later.

and Marguerite finished packing, Robert took their luggage, and the four of them headed

soon as they got in the car, Teresa

stared at his

a flair for dramatic pauses-even in Facebook chats, she

in suspense. Hayes couldn't stand it:

judging by your dad's attitude, maybe it's better not

Hayes: [Why?]

with an exaggerated sigh emoji, as if she was

[You'll see tomorrow.]

day, at

Radiance had been postponed, leaving behind a tangle of

Chuck, knowing Marguerite was

had

before-they'd need a brainstore

department heads the night