Chapter 126

“I’m allergic to makeup.”

Marguerite swiveled her head, dodging the man’s arm nervously and taking a half–step back.

The man noticed her movements, but didn’t react.

Suddenly, he raised his arm and his muscular arm immediately moved behind Marguerite’s head.

Marguerite was momentarily stunned as the tension at the back of her head dissipated, her hair tie was untied by the man’s long fingers, and her shoulder–length hair cascaded down like a waterfall…

This scene was inexplicable beautiful.

Frederick’s breath hitched, his eyes glued to the sight.

Marguerite lifted her head, calling out in confusion, “Frederick?”

“If you don’t want to put on makeup, you might as well let your hair down.”

“Huh?”

Not wearing makeup meant letting her hair down?

Was there a necessary connection between the two?

Marguerite was completely puzzled.

Then, she heard the man’s laughter, laced with a hint of magnetism.

down. It looks

a little

Was he sure?

wore made her

actually said that she looked

aesthetic of the rich was always a bit peculiar, something she as an

complimented still

happily taking the initiative to link

room. As they passed a mirror, Marguerite noticed that

suit, cufflinks made of vintage pearls, echoing

two buttons of

outfit wasn’t overly formal, but

doubt, Frederick looked incredibly

exuded seemed to balance out

this way, they

could

and following Frederick into a

Half an hour later.

“Mr. Winston, we’ve arrived.”

driver’s voice had Marguerite looking out the

also located in an estate, although smaller

royal guards, in formal uniforms on either side of the road, stretching out into the distance. Countless

lawn.

“Mr. Winston, welcome home!”

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