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

lightly touched his lips, his voice deep and captivating. “The desk’s too

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

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

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

Chuck was quite fond of Marguerite.

more efficient

high spirits, and before Frederick could even say anything,

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

the chair’s position himself, finally deciding,

“Mr. Fitzgerald, wouldn’t that be too

“Distance makes the heart 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 just

agreement, grinning from ear to ear. “Mr. Fitzgerald, you’ve got experience.”

Are you looking down on me?”

step

workstation and said, “We were discussing how to

he asked softly, “And what’s the result

work within your line of sight so she

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

she stared at him blankly, completely at

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