Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the evening sky was painted with a palette of red hues.

Marguerite just back to the mansion in time for dinner. Frederick was seated at the head of the table and Laverne was engrossed in her new phone.

Marguerite’s gaze happened to meet his. Some unspeakable traits on his face made him so dignified.

Feeling uneasy about their spat the previous night, Marguerite was not in the mood for chit–chat.

She quietly headed for the dining room and sat next to Laverne, whispering, “Granny, it’s dinner time. Phone can wait.”

With that, she served Laverne some chicken soup.

Laverne was squinting at and wrestling with her phone screen.

Suddenly, she slammed her phone on the table, crossed her arms and looked visibly pissed off, seemingly at herself.

“Damn it!”

stunned. She jerked

font on the phone is

horses, Granny. I’ll fix

the settings and patiently adjusted the font

uneasy not having

attempted to kick

could answer, Laverne grunted, “Hell no, it’s not from Marguerite. It’s a gift

asked

at Frederick and

was visibly affectionate as she heard Steven’s

a fancy car! The doors open like wings!

her lip awkwardly

was clueless about limo brands and didn’t

that the man at the head

McLaren?

correctly, the limo that dropped Marguerite home the other night

dropped her off one night and gave her

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