Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 49

Meanwhile, at the Winston Group.

Marguerite walked into the CEO’s office carrying a cardboard box, with Frederick and Robert chit-chatting by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Mr. Winston, Mr. Fitzgerald, Marguerite’s here,” Chuck said, gently knocking on the door, a smile on his face.

The two men turned around at the sound of his voice, their gaze falling on a silent and expressionless Marguerite behind the large box, which made the woman look even more petite and fragile.

“Mr. Winston, where do you think would be a suitable place to set up her workstation?”

Marguerite looked around, the CEO’s office was as stylish as an art gallery. Despite it being spacious, the placement of each table, chair, and decor was meticulously designed.

The entire office was harmonious, so setting her workstation anywhere would disrupt the aesthetic.

Robert, who seemed prepared, pointed to the side of Frederick’s desk and said, “Over there! Let her work there!”

Marguerite’s eyes bulged out, looking at Robert in confusion.

Was he nuts?

He wanted her to share a desk with Frederick.

This was way too close for comfort!

at the woman, her obvious resistance darkening his expression and making

his voice deep and

do you mean,

he turned to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck,

he was trying to pair Marguerite and Frederick up. How could Chuck not know?

her, Chuck was quite fond

was way more

could even say

directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this chair should go? Same side as

the chair’s position himself,

whispered to Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too far if they

grow fonder. Besides, it’s not that far, they can reach each other with just a stretch of their hands. Think about it: face-to-face, and they can exchange glances

to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve

behind my back? Are you looking down on me?” Frederick’s stern voice rang

a little nervous and took a step back, not daring to meet Frederick’s

a familiar smile. He pointed to Marguerite’s new workstation and said, “We were discussing how to set up

asked softly, “And what’s the result

line of sight so she wouldn’t dare slack

talking, pulled her back to the

awkward, she stared at him blankly, completely at a loss for words.

still standing by the window. Marguerite couldn’t see his expression, nor did