Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 77

“Frederick, can I have a word?” Yuna Lockwood cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to lightly grasp the sleeve of Frederick Winston’s suit.

The look on Frederick’s face immediately darkened, and he coldly shook off her hand.

Marguerite Lockwood had just had an altercation with Yuna, and her anger was still simmering.

She knew that despite Frederick’s recent aid, it didn’t mean that their relationship would change substantially.

Frederick had never acknowledged her as his wife, and in three months, he would divorce her and marry Yuna.

This was an unchangeable fact.

Marguerite knew her predicament. Now that Yuna had came to him, the dispute between her and Frederick was their business.

She had no obligation to intervene.

Lifting her head, Marguerite found an excuse to leave. “The patent for Polar Radiance perfume needs to be resubmitted today, I need to check on it at the company. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way. You two can continue your chat.”

Frederick’s face immediately darkened, but before he could say anything, Marguerite had already turned to leave.

Seeing this, Yuna hastily clung to Frederick’s arm, pleading in a low voice:

“Frederick, please, just hear me out. I’ll leave as soon as I’ve said my piece, I swear…”

The crowd around them was growing.

their dispute to become public, Frederick had no choice

quickly hopped into the

you wanna say, just

all? I’m being backed into a corner by Marguerite. How could I have ended up working as

and I don’t expect you to believe me, but things aren’t what they seemed yesterday. That perfume was my design, and

was meant to be a deep green. Marguerite’s light green

have no idea how Marguerite managed to convince the judges, and now everyone online is bashing me, painting me as the villain. Frederick, I feel so helpless and

all I have left. Can you trust me just this once?

cheeks, and her breath

the crying woman in front

creator of the perfume is

Frederick had made a point to smell the perfume that Yuna and

still only smell

to Frederick, it all sounded like

time Yuna attempted to justify herself,

produce the scent of the Polar Radiance perfume, then whose scent was it that he

turning to Yuna, he suddenly asked, “Tell me, has

aback, her body going limp

up,

her this all of a

she forgot to shed tears. She sniffled and put on an innocent

what you’re talking about. I don’t remember what Marguerite looked like when we were kids, I only remember that the