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…”

man’s rosy lips curled up slightly, noticing Marguerite’s confusion, and he began to explain as

blue bloods always have a couple of doctors on standby, you

casually on the railing, his exposed slender

that Steven’s aura was a

bit sly and a

it was all

stampede because it’s too crowded? Or worried about feuds breaking out if enemies bump into each other and there’s no one

was meant as a joke,

shifted, then he nodded slightly

wrong. After all, at this kind of gatherings, there are a lot of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses,

the ladies when they were talking about

at

“Did Frederick bring you?”

a little,

man raised an eyebrow, his beautiful eyes full of meaning that Marguerite couldn’t

his gaze to the distance, his originally smiling

couldn’t

What was that about?

ask about her relationship with Frederick, and Marguerite

worked for the rich, he must have seen scenarios like this

college graduate hanging out with the wealthy,

this turbulent and deceitful circle