Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 31

Meanwhile, the luxurious Cullinan was sailing smoothly on the flat road.

Marguerite sneaked a peek at the man, finding him quite dashing as he steered the wheel with one hand.

She was contemplating whether to explain about Yuna’s bracelet when Frederick beat her to it, “Where were you this afternoon?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Marguerite’s eyes.

Instead of asking about the alleged theft, he was asking about her whereabouts in the afternoon.

Turning to him, Marguerite responded honestly, “I was handing out flyers.”

“Handing out flyers?” The surprise was evident in Robert’s voice from the back seat, “Who told you to do that?”

“I don’t know him. He was a bald dude with a beer belly, dressed in black.”

Among LuxeScents International’s staff, only one person was bald, the head of the Marketing Department.

Robert seemed a bit helpless, “Marguerite, you’re too naive. You just do whatever they tell you to do? You’re not even in his department.”

Easier said than done with such a laissez–faire attitude! She didn’t have a degree, still an intern on probation, everyone seemed to have the fight to order her around.

Marguerite pressed her lips but didn’t say more to Robert.

After all, both Robert and Frederick were rich folks. How could they understand the struggles of an ordinary person?

It didn’t take long to get back to the office. Marguerite returned to her desk, continuing to endure the ridicule and scorn from others.

Bald’s office!

whispers of her colleagues immediately reached Marguerite’s

up? Did Bald screw

“Who knows?”

“Shh! Quiet! Listen!”

workstations, easy to see

at that moment, the curtains were drawn tight, so everyone

the office drama. She just kept

commotion in the office was too big to

authority to boss my

That was Frederick’s voice!

like it was

Mr. Winston, I

Marguerite to hand out

Marguerite was your person. I thought… she was just

your wages with the accountant. I don’t want

Winston! Please! I

Marguerite froze.

Frederick standing up

unbelievable, suddenly looking up towards the office, only to find

Ah…

Did they misunderstand something?

Bam-

office door was flung open, breezing

immediately returning to their desks, heads down, no one dared to look

was eerie. Marguerite’s

face flushed, feeling

over the crowd,