Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 130

Clearly, she was Lisette, his dad’s legal wife.

She was dolled up in this vintage green dress, not too long, just knee–length, showing off her calves. The heels not too high, but she looked both seductive and posh.

Quite different from the image Marguerite had in mind from the pictures. In real life, her aura was even stronger.

There she was, swirling her glass of red, making small talk with the men, her classy and elegant demeanor oozing superiority.

Marguerite squinted, studying Lisette’s mannerisms and character.

Where was Frederick?

Frederick, the name that sent chills down people’s spines, she hadn’t met him yet.

“Marguerite?”

A familiar male voice interrupted her thoughts.

She turned her head, her eyes wide open.

Steven?

What was he doing here?

Today he wasn’t in his work clothes but in a black double–breasted suit, similar to Frederick’s style. His hair also was impeccably styled, looking like he’d taken great care to dress up.

“Steven, you…”

slightly, noticing Marguerite’s confusion, and he began to explain

these, the blue bloods always have a couple of doctors on standby, you know, just

hands rested casually on the railing, his exposed slender fingers exceptionally pale, emanating a

couldn’t shake the feeling that Steven’s aura was a bit

and a hint of

face, it was all

breaking out if enemies bump into each other

meant as a joke, but Steven’s eyes flashed

then he nodded slightly towards

vying for attention. Lovers,

the ladies when they were talking about

smiled wryly at Steven, “That’s

“Did Frederick bring you?”

fell a little,

beautiful eyes full of meaning that

gaze to the distance,

Marguerite couldn’t help but feel

What was that about?

didn’t ask about her relationship

he must have seen scenarios like this all

female college graduate hanging out with

this turbulent and deceitful circle of the