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…”

noticing Marguerite’s confusion,

have a couple of doctors on standby,

on the railing, his exposed slender fingers exceptionally pale, emanating

that Steven’s aura

bit sly and a hint of

his face, it was all

crowded? Or worried about feuds breaking out if enemies bump into each

joke, but Steven’s eyes flashed with

gaze shifted, then he nodded slightly towards the

of gatherings, there are a lot of women vying for attention. Lovers, mistresses,

that, Marguerite thought about the anger of the ladies when they were talking about

wryly at Steven, “That’s

“Did Frederick bring you?”

fell a little, she nodded,

his beautiful eyes full

his gaze to the distance, his

couldn’t help but feel

What was that about?

about her relationship with Frederick, and Marguerite

rich, he must have seen scenarios like this all the

graduate hanging out with the wealthy, pregnant with someone else’s

this turbulent and deceitful circle of the