Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 67

A bunch of missed calls, but Marguerite didn’t pick up a single one.

She had put her phone on silent to avoid distractions before the morning fragrance match. Therefore, she didn’t hear the ringtone at all.

But those missed calls were ancient history now, and Marguerite didn’t feel the need to return them.

She knew for sure that Frederick was trying to tell her something.

Frederick, Yuna’s lover, what else could he do apart from defending Yuna?

Marguerite didn’t feel like stirring up trouble.

She had checked out several motels, but they all seemed too pricey. So, left with no choice, she took the last bus back to the office and decided to crash on the office couch.

The late spring and early summer nights were a bit chilly, and Marguerite felt a little cold. She curled up, hugging herself, feeling lonely and desolate.

She rubbed her hands constantly, but it didn’t chase away the chill.

So, she got up to find a paper cup and fumbled to pour herself a cup of hot coffee to warm her hands.

Suddenly, the lights in the CEO’s office came on, and Marguerite blinked in surprise as Robert walked in, looking astonished.

“What are you doing here? Do you know Frederick’s been looking everywhere for you?”

Marguerite was stunned, the warm steam from the cup in her hands bringing some warmth back to her face and hands.

“He’s looking for me?”

“He thought you were in danger because you weren’t answering your phone!” Robert said, taking out his phone. “I’m calling him back now. He’s worried sick and was about to call the cops!”

“I put my phone on silent.” Marguerite sounded helpless, her emotions mixed.

he worried about

point, Robert had dialed

lounge, speaking quietly on the phone, “Marguerite’s been found. Call off the police. Do you want me to take her home for you, or will you come and

some reason, Marguerite wanted to hear what Robert

was actually worried about her. That

ajar, and Marguerite stood at the doorway. In the silent room, Frederick’s

“Where was she?”

She said her phone was

up with such lame excuses? I shouldn’t have bothered looking

The sound was so piercing that

up today. It’s only normal for her to

the nastiest words to vent his frustration. “I should apologize to her?

Marguerite was stunned.

Was she worth it?

Ha.

She wasn’t! Yuna was!

ignited, and she pushed the door open, raising

need his apology and won’t return to Sapphire Valley Estates. I don’t want anything to do

was frozen in

Marguerite show

she hear

Frederick’s disgruntled voice came through again, “Tell her I

retorted, “Mr. Fitzgerald, you can tell him that whether I live or

a “click,” Frederick

his phone screen, then

hell was going on? Why were they

a resentful glance, turned around, and left the lounge, shaking with anger as