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

deep and captivating. “The desk’s too

him, went ahead, and started clearing stuff off the desk. “What do you mean, too small?

a large chunk of space, he turned to Chuck and

trying to pair

some time with her, Chuck was quite fond of

was way more efficient

high spirits, and before Frederick could even

a swivel chair, completely ignoring the opinions of the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this chair should go? Same side as Mr. Winston or

out the chair’s position himself, finally deciding,

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

that far, they can reach each other with just a stretch of their hands. Think

grinning from ear to ear. “Mr.

looking down on

a step back,

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

on Robert, he asked softly, “And what’s the result of the discussion?”

her work within your line of sight so she

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

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

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