Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 117

Upon hearing the news, Marguerite immediately grabbed the two photos and started inspecting them closely.

Possibly due to the surveillance camera being too far from the scene, the images weren’t clear, with some parts even blurred out.

But Marguerite quickly recognized the location – both pictures were taken at Cedarbrook Street, amidst dilapidated ruins and a few standing buildings.

Among them, the casino run by the Lockwood family was particularly noticeable.

In the first photo, a man stood at the entrance of the casino with his back to the camera, chatting with Yuna and Zoe.

In the other photo, the man was gone, leaving only Ablett and Zoe hailing a taxi on Cedarbrook Street, with Zoe seemingly holding some object.

Marguerite squinted her eyes at the photo, feeling that what Zoe held was her human–skin mask.

Yes!

That’s it!

It was indeed her mask!

However, Marguerite couldn’t link the scenarios in the two pictures together, and had to look at Miley for help.

Miley glanced at Marguerite, then explained, “Both photos were taken on the same day, with no more than ten minutes between them. This means that after the man in the photo went to the casino, Zoe and Ablett left with the skin mask, presumably to find you. So, I suspect that the reason they had you wear the mask is related to this man.”

Upon hearing this, Marguerite immediately picked up the first photo again for a closer look.

strained her eyes, but other than the back of the man’s head,

surveillance footage was in black and white, so she couldn’t

something about the man felt

you can recognize him just from the back of

Marguerite’s seriousness

help enhance the photo. Once the image is

narrow it down, we’ll only

clothes, height, and body

idea how much effort I put into this. I had to scour the surveillance footage

get my paycheck, I’ll treat

funniest joke, “Don’t kid yourself! You may have married a good man, but you’re still poorer than me! If I have to wait for you to treat me to a drink, I’ll

warmed Marguerite’s heart. Her previous tension and irritation were

stay long and left, returning to the manor just in time for

her, but the greasiness

had no appetite, but thinking of the baby needing nutrition, she forced herself to eat a lot, stuffing her mouth

Laverne dumbfounded, “What’s wrong with you? Haven’t

head, “No, Granny, I’m just

Oh

was genuinely concerned that Marguerite

of pasta and then stuffed a

oblivious to

pulling out a silk handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sauce

man gently chided,

staring blankly, an inexplicable emotion welling up