My Wife Is A Masquerade Master

Chapter 12

Madison felt like she had been slapped hard, and she stood there stunned for a moment. She forced herself to hold back tears and pretended to distance herself from Neville, saying, “Sorry, Mr. Preston, for interrupting your enjoyment”

She had clearly heard about Alison’s plans for an evening meeting with him. If not for her interference, they might have finalized the date.

Neville slowly withdrew his gaze and left without looking back.

Madison laughed self–deprecatingly. “Neville must have regretted trying to support me, wishing I was far away; she thought.

Alison stepped closer, asserting. “Miss Guzman, there’s no need for this. Just admit your embarrassment and find something

to cover up

Madison, facing Alison, refused to show any weakness. She composed herself, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and calmly responded. “Miss Conner, don’t speak so assuredly. You have no idea who can maintain a smile until the very end”

Alison disdainfully chuckled. “Maybe you’re not aware of the cruelty of the business world. It’s not like the pots the broom you hold.”

and pans or

Madison smiled, her beautiful eyes gleaming with sharp coldness. “How come you know that I don’t understand the cruelty. of the business world?”

Alison treated Madison’s demeanor as a big joke, thinking Madison was just clueless.

When Neville returned to the car, Bernard sensed that something was wrong. Neville’s strong aura made him breathless and afraid to speak.

Neville felt an inexplicable irritability. He took out a cigarette, placed it between his thin lips, and lit it. The rapid inhale seemed to expel his frustration and annoyance.

He had excellent self–control and was never addicted to anything. However, he seemed to develop a subtle addiction to cigarettes.

The driver tentatively asked, “Mr. Preston, should I drive?”

the cigarette, and then sent a

Madison and said, “Miss Guzman, Mr. Blanton wants to see

still organizing her things. Upon hearing that, she stood up immediately. She knew this was Loveille’s only chance to turn things around. She

sensed that something was wrong. She immediately blocked the assistant’s path. “Jarrett, didn’t Fliwip already decide to partner with the Conner Group? Why the

I’m just passing on Mr.

Jarrett, leaving Alison blocked

she could tear

heard of Madison, he hadn’t seen her in person. And

a beautiful face and a good figure. Despite her slightly cold demeanor, she couldn’t

charm.

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prisoner is given a chance to plead. I have

Neville that she was very obedient. But

her eyes revealed a trace of

Neville might have

Guzman. Loveille doesn’t have a solid foundation. Sure, it’s got a name for itself in a niche market, but it’s been treading water for the past three years. Honestly,

Neville’s words, showing a hint of enjoyment in watching

brows. Ryan’s observations were indeed

Ross’s limited expertise in the fashion

a fiercely competitive industry, remaining stagnant meant falling behind. If they failed to progress from where they were three years

to force herself to

asked. “Mr. Blanton,

said. “Impressive. Your designer, Elianna, always brought a refreshing feeling. But forgive me for being straightforward Elianna has had no new works for three years, and her initial design philosophy

famous. Today, Elianna is still Loveille’s ace. If you appreciated her style before, why not