Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

“Yuna is getting hitched, but what’s that got to do with me? Do I even share any mutual friends with Yuna?” Marguerite pondered, then a thought

struck her.

Could Yuna’s fiancé be Hanley? That greasy, pudgy guy! You gotta admit, Yuna and Hanley are a match made in heaven. They are both trash!

At that thought, Marguerite chuckled softly, looking at Yuna with amusement, “Sorry, I got zero interest in your love life.”

Yuna had put in so much effort to get a rise out of Marguerite, but Marguerite wasn’t taking the bait. It was like Yuna was shooting herself in the foot. She ground her teeth in frustration, nearly bursting with anger, “Marguerite, let me tell you, my husband is…”

“Yuna!” Marguerite cut her off sharply, “You’re engaged, not married. You sure the end game will play out like you planned?”

Yuna was left speechless, her mind a blank canvas.

“If I were you, I’d stick with him till the end. Not like you, flaunting around before anything’s set in stone. If things don’t work out, you will be embarrassing yourself.”

Yuna failed to achieve her goal, and her hatred for Marguerite grew. But she took Marguerite’s words to heart.

Frederick had indeed proposed, but something or someone had messed up the final step, leaving her in a state of limbo.

out to her. She didn’t have his number, so if he backed

find out Frederick’s

glare, and threatened arrogantly, “Marguerite, this isn’t over. Just you wait.

Marguerite replied with a smirk. Her

And to Marguerite, Yuna,

in the office of the President of

half–closed, twirling a scent strip

handsome young man with delicate

the scent strip and tossed it on

years ago, Frederick had lost his sense of smell in a car accident. He’d had numerous secret check–ups abroad, but no cause was found.

sighed softly, turned on some calming piano music, and started probing Frederick, “Have there been any recent events that have stuck with you? If you think about it, you might realize that you could actually smell something during those events. But because you’re so used to not

night where he seemed to have caught a faint scent. It was a subtle fragrance that was easy to miss, but

“I think…”

his therapy session. He immediately

Chuck, walked in, followed by another assistant carrying

LuxeScents International, had recently held a large–scale perfume design competition. The perfumes on the tray were the finalists, selected

perfume design competition has ended. These are the finalists. Please review them,” Chuck gave a nod to the

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