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!”

was stunned. She jerked her head,

phone is too small. I

horses, Granny. I’ll

picked up the phone, opened the settings and patiently adjusted the

was feeling uneasy not having seen Marguerite all

in Marguerite’s hand and attempted to kick start

not from Marguerite. It’s a gift from that handsome doc at

doctor?” Frederick asked with a

at Frederick and explained flatly. “It’s Granny’s doctor,

was visibly affectionate as she

a looker and drives a fancy car! The doors open like wings!

lip awkwardly and didn’t

about limo brands and didn’t

the fact that the man at the head of the table was

McLaren?

correctly, the limo that dropped Marguerite home the other night was

off one night and gave

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