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!

the woman, her obvious resistance darkening his expression and making him look somewhat irritated.

deep and captivating. “The desk’s

went ahead, and started clearing stuff off the desk. “What do you mean, too small? Marguerite doesn’t have that

to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck, go fetch a chair

anyone what Robert was up to, he was trying to pair

time with her, Chuck was quite fond of Marguerite.

was way more efficient than

spirits, and before Frederick could even say anything,

the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this

the chair’s position

voice and whispered to Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too far if they were sitting opposite?”

Besides, it’s not that far, they can reach each other with just a stretch of their hands. Think

to ear. “Mr.

my back? Are you looking down

little nervous and took a step back, not daring

“We were discussing how to set up this workstation.

Robert, he asked softly, “And what’s the result of the

her work within your line of sight so she

back to the new workstation, and pushed her down onto the chair. “Right, Marguerite?”

she stared at him blankly, completely at

standing by the window. Marguerite couldn’t see his expression, nor did she know what