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?”

eyes, his gaze deep as the ocean, “Not just competitors, her identity is suspicious,

had already investigated Marguerite twice, and although he had obtained some useful information, strictly speaking, he

innocent, an innocence that felt

with no scheming or

he couldn’t let his guard

to check, half an hour later, he came back with

didn’t do anything in the morning. She just… looked

narrowed

asked, “Mr. Winston, do you need me to

back in the sofa, an impatient look on his face as he

a bit nervous, “Are… you

you waste any more time, I’ll have the accountant to settle

over, he didn’t want to waste time,

were too… passionate, he couldn’t read them

spoken, he had to bite the bullet

Marguerite searched for the following information: [Frederick’s net worth], [The acquisition price of Luxe Scents International],

until it was almost inaudible at

have the guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss by his

called out Frederick’s name, his head would get closer to the file, until

couldn’t help but laugh, although not loudly, it was the result

an eyebrow, his voice flat, “She spent

repeatedly, “Yes, she has been looking it up since