Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 27

A look of surprise clearly flashed oss Frederick’s handsome face, a slight astonishment flickered in his deep–set eyes.

He smiled, subconsciously stroked Marguerite’s soft cheek, “You’re not Yuna, then who are you?”

“I am…”

“Alright.” Frederick cut off Marguerite’s sentence before she could finish it, “Yuna, I’ve already promised to marry you, I won’t break my word,”

“Therefore, you don’t need to attract my attention by pulling such boring pranks.”

Marguerite was left speechless, thinking, “I didn’t mean it that way! This guy’s Imagination is really something else!”

He didn’t give her a chance to explain further, as company matters were waiting for him. Frederick quickly drove away. Marguerite sighed, returned to her room, put on her face mask, changed clothes, and then headed to the office.

In the afternoon, at LuxeScents International.

The sun shone brightly in the luxurious CEO’s office. Frederick’s voice was lazy, deep and pleasant like a cello, “Investigate Yuna’s grandmother’s whereabouts as soon as possible.”

Chuck’s hair was neatly styled by hair gel, he bowed his back slightly and replied respectfully, “Yes, Mr. Winston.”

“Also,” Frederick suddenly thought of Marguerite. His previously flat gaze became sharper, “Have someone secretly monitor Marguerite’s computer. If there are any suspicious emails, let me know immediately.”

Chuck was initially taken aback, but quickly understood his boss’s intentions, “Mr. Winston, do you suspect that Marguerite is a spy sent by a competitor?”

opened his eyes, his gaze deep as the ocean, “Not just competitors,

some useful information, strictly speaking, he

innocent, an innocence that felt

a woman with no scheming or blemishes could

his guard down with

to check, half an hour later, he came back

I just searched Marguerite’s computer. She didn’t do anything in the morning. She just… looked up some

eyes narrowed slightly, “What

“Mr. Winston, do you need me to read

the sofa, an impatient look on his

bit nervous, “Are… you

if you waste any more time, I’ll

waste time, it’s just that… he couldn’t bring himself to say

were too…

had to bite the bullet and read

net worth], [The acquisition price of Luxe Scents International], [The number of Frederick’s female friends],

until it was almost inaudible at the

like Marguerite to directly call his boss

would get closer to the file, until

laugh, although not loudly, it was the result of his

storm didn’t come, Frederick raised an eyebrow, his voice flat, “She spent all morning looking up this stuff?”

been looking it up since she came to