Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 38

The moment Frederick stepped into the CEO’s office, he flew off the handle and angrily threw an ashtray at the French window.

“Which department does Marguerite belong to? Get her manager here! She’s slacking off, and now she’s not even showing up for work?”

Looking troubled, Chuck stole a glance at his irate boss and plucked up the courage to say,

“Mr. Winston, you said only you could handle Marguerite. So, she was assigned to your department.”

Frederick spun around, glaring at Chuck. “Are you implying that her absence is my fault?”

Robert squinted and shook his head. He thought, “Isn’t that the truth? If you hadn’t humiliated Marguerite with the jewelry purchase yesterday, would she be avoiding work to dodge you?”

Chuck had the same thoughts, but he didn’t dare to voice them out loud.

Seeing this, Robert waved Chuck out of the room. He sighed and walked over to Frederick.

“This woman is so headstrong. I’m starting to doubt that she really stole the bracelet. Getting the patent is the priority now, and we need to get the perfume formula ASAP.”

Robert cautiously looked at Frederick. “How about you apologize to her?”

A sharp look flashed in Frederick’s eyes as he retorted arrogantly, “Apologize? Who does she think she is?”

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Feeling helpless, Robert retorted, “She didn’t come home yesterday and she didn’t come to work today. She doesn’t even have a place to stay. Aren’t you worried something dangerous might happen to her?”

félt a pang of concern

breath. Taking out his phone,

I’ll help you clear things up. Where are you? Send me your location, and I’ll come pick you

the biggest concession, and surely

Frederick didn’t receive a reply from

to find out that her phone was turned

could call her, but now her

Frederick was livid.

safety,

the line! Didn’t she need this job? Fine, if she doesn’t come

to reply and come begging to him at the

passed and Marguerite didn’t reply

couldn’t hold it in any longer. While trying to soothe Frederick, he cautiously

days, and now Robert was rubbing salt in his

glared at Robert, his voice sounding demonic, “If you’ve got nothing

shifted his chair closer to Frederick and

aren’t you worried? No matter how stubborn Marguerite is, she wouldn’t disappear without a trace. Have

frowned. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something

Even if she didn’t want to come to

she did none of that

stopped caring about Frederick’s mood. Love wasn’t a chess game, it was not about who gave

Marguerite was indeed in danger, Frederick

turned on the