Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 40

In the middle of their conversation, Robert had quickly driven back to Sapphire Valley Estates.

Sadie and Chuck, along with the medical team, had been waiting at the door for quite a while. As soon as Frederick got out of the car carrying Marguerite, the nurse rushed over with the stretcher.

Frederick carefully put Marguerite on the bed, then turned to Chuck. His tone was icy. “Come with me to the study.”

Chuck followed him without a word.

In a huff, Frederick lit up a cigar and commanded, “Dig into the relationship between Marguerite and the Lockwood family.”

“Mr. Winston, I’m on it!” Then Chuck left at once.

Meanwhile, Frederick turned to the full–length window, slowly puffing on his cigar.

Yuna had previously denied knowing Marguerite, but things didn’t seem to be as simple as that.

If she really didn’t know Marguerite, then how the hell did Zoe have Marguerite’s phone number?

He wasn’t sure what they had talked about, but Marguerite had looked extremely agitated when she left the company. She was clearly under a huge threat.

And then she disappeared.

All this made him suspect that the Lockwood family was bullying Marguerite.

If that was the case, what the hell had Marguerite done to piss off the Lockwoods so much? They were even willing to take her life just to get rid of,her.

was seething, unable to figure out

control, he immediately

was thrilled to receive Frederick’s call, but before she could even speak, Frederick threatened, “I need

explanation? Freddie, I don’t

Marguerite?” His

taken aback, and she stuttered, unable to find her

narrowed. So, it was

suspicions without any evidence, so he

one question, and Yuna’s reaction said

must have gotten something wrong. I

“Do I need to spell it out for you? I found her in the warehouse at Marina Shores Village, and I’ve brought

was

I can also take it all back. If you dare to hurt my

up the phone coldly, and then he

without any hesitation, he found Chuck and ordered, “Tomorrow,

slightly, “Then where will

don’t give a damn.” Frederick put out his cigar angrily,

bruises. The doctor said it’s not serious, and she’ll be fine after a few days

“She’s been unconscious. How can it

aback by Frederick’s anger, looking

Winston start caring so

This was so abrupt.

pry into Frederick’s personal matters. He could only explain, “Ms. Marguerite