Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 2

An hour later, the bus came to a slow halt at the corner of Cedarbrook Street.

Marguerite Lockwood stepped off, her body aching all over. All she could see was a sight for sore eyes, broken bricks and tiles, the landscape looking desolate.

She walked down the alley, standing in front of the undamaged, conspicuous house, that was her home, and also a private casino.

This once bustling place had become quiet due to demolition and gambling debts.

The decline of the family didn’t make her feel too much regret, because she had a more important task to accomplish.

Marguerite took a deep breath, walked into the front door with traces on her body, and stood in the living room.

“Dad, Mom, I spent the night with Hanley as you requested. Can you help Granny and save her life?” she asked.

Standing in front of her were her biological parents, but she had nothing but hatred for them.

Twenty–two years ago, Marguerite was born with her twin sister, Yuna Lockwood.

She came out four minutes later than Yuna, but it was precisely these four minutes that a so–called fortune teller said her existence was incompatible with everyone in the family.

Therefore, Marguerite was sent to her grandmother’s house in the countryside by her parents less than a day after she was born, and they didn’t even register her birth.

But now, her grandmother was seriously ill, and she had nowhere to turn for help, so she had to come back for her parents‘ help.

While drinking water, her mother Zoe heard the news, stood up and splashed the water in the cup on Marguerite’s face, pointed at her, and said angrily, “Marguerite, you have the nerve to come back! I asked you to accompany Mr. Hanley, not to sleep with other men! Because of you, our family is bankrupt! What should we use to pay back these hefty gambling debts? You shameless bitch!”

Zoe slapped Marguerite

was hit by this slap, her head was dizzy, touching her

night? Then who was the man last night?

Hanley is here! Mr. Hanley, let me go, this has nothing to do with me! It was all Marguerite’s idea! You should

turned back and saw the big–bellied old man in the front hall dragging

frowned. Is this

suddenly pushed from

of her father, Ablett Lockwood, came immediately, “Mr. Hanley, please don’t be mad. You got

looked exactly the same, his eyes

up! Your family owes me 10 million, if you don’t

to me!”

pulled

Yuna look very similar, so you don’t need to have both. You can take Marguerite, but can you spare Yuna?

of Hanley to

shock, she suddenly felt like a

is their daughter,

to use her as a chip to pay off their debts, she could hardly believe

it seems not worth mentioning to

they really cared about was her

fat man in front of her, Marguerite could hardly bear

to be sold to such

she could only

face, gathered up the courage to break free from Hanley’s arm, and

Don’t make me clean up the mess for