Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 893

Marguerite stared in shock.

Beside her, Aberdeen's mouth was clamped shut by her father's large hand. The little girl's cheeks puffed red with the effort not to speak, her eyes brimming with confusion and irritation.

Her father quickly offered an explanation. "Sorry about that. My daughter's a child actress-she probably thought you were someone from her film crew."

He leaned down to whisper in his daughter's ear, his voice low and patient. "You remember we signed a non-disclosure agreement on set, right? We can't talk about anything from the movie until it premieres."

Aberdeen pried his hand away, drawing a few frantic breaths before huffing, "I know, I know. Maybe I really did mistake you for someone else..."

She looked sheepish, but Marguerite didn't think much of it.

Almost without thinking, Marguerite glanced at Silas again. He was still gazing out the window, as if completely oblivious to the commotion behind him.

“Alright, let's not disturb them any longer," Aberdeen's father said gently. "Didn't you say you wanted to read my fortune with your tarot cards?"

Aberdeen's eyes lit up. She grabbed a thick stack of tarot cards from her seat, but instead of turning to her father, she looked at Marguerite.

"Hayes' mom, do you want me to read your cards?"

Marguerite had always liked children, especially ones as sweet and well- mannered as Aberdeen. How could she say no? She nodded, smiling. "Alright."

Aberdeen eyed Marguerite, then suddenly pointed at Silas. “Hayes' mom, you keep looking at Margot's dad. Let's ask him to join us!"

Marguerite froze. Had she really been that obvious? Even the kids noticed her

gestured subtly; Margot understood at once

wasn't wide, and with Silas sitting so close, Marguerite felt as though a gentle heat radiated from him, enveloping her. For a moment, it almost felt like he was holding her in

Damn it.

cheeks flushed hot, and she quickly turned her face away, refusing to look at

Aberdeen's really good at tarot. Why

leaving no room for argument. "I don't

Aberdeen didn't seem to notice. "It's not just a kid's game, Uncle! I'm really accurate. Just try

Silas and Marguerite.

to read, so she just picked

the other hand, sat motionless, not reaching for the deck. Sensing his hesitation, Marguerite was about

face brightened with satisfaction. "Okay, let's see what

Aberdeen's eyes widened with

got

A matching set?

down. Her

angel, while

a devil. Both

side by side, the cards formed a

there some special meaning to

Marguerite had no idea.