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!

darkening his expression and making him look

and captivating. “The desk’s

stuff off the desk. “What do you mean, too small?

space, he turned to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck, go fetch a chair from the

was up to, he was trying to pair Marguerite and Frederick

spending some time with her, Chuck was quite fond

way more efficient

was in high spirits, and before Frederick could even say anything, he happily responded, “On

asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think

out the chair’s position himself, finally deciding, “Opposite!”

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

with just a stretch of their hands. Think about it: face-to-face, and they can exchange glances just by

grinning from ear to

you looking down on me?” Frederick’s stern

nervous and took a step back, not daring to

“We were discussing how to set up this workstation. After all, if I don’t help, you wouldn’t bother to do it

he asked softly, “And what’s

work within your line

Robert walked over to Marguerite while talking, pulled her back to the new workstation, and pushed her down onto

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

his expression, nor did she know what he