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?”

the ocean,

had already investigated Marguerite twice, and although he had obtained some useful information, strictly speaking, he hadn’t seen what he wanted to

too innocent, an innocence that felt

believe that a woman with no scheming or blemishes could be his

let his guard

to check, half an hour later, he came

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

narrowed slightly, “What

dry lips, tentatively asked, “Mr. Winston, do

sofa, an impatient look

a bit nervous, “Are…

any more time, I’ll have the accountant to

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

up were too…

now that Frederick had spoken, he had to

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

until it was almost

didn’t have the guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss by

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

loudly, it was the result of his utmost

raised an eyebrow, his voice flat, “She spent all morning looking up this

repeatedly, “Yes, she has been looking it up since she came to the