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!

woman, her obvious resistance darkening his expression

deep and captivating. “The desk’s too

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

a large chunk of space, he turned to Chuck and commanded, “Chuck,

trying to pair Marguerite and Frederick up. How

spending some time with her, Chuck was quite

way more

in high spirits, and before Frederick could even say anything,

opinions of the two involved, and directly asked Robert, “Mr. Fitzgerald, where do you think this chair should go?

out the chair’s position himself, finally deciding,

Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too far if they were sitting

with just a stretch

grinning from ear to ear. “Mr.

Are you looking down on me?” Frederick’s stern voice rang out.

step back, not

familiar smile. He pointed to Marguerite’s 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 do it for

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

I let her work within your line

back to the new workstation, and pushed her down

stared at him blankly, completely

his