Bride Behind The Mask Novel

How did he know that she was the one responsible for the photos?

Was everything she did under his control?

Never mind. Since he had already traced it back to her, she was too lazy to play games with him. “Who are you? Are you Maurice?” “What does it matter who I am? I’m telling you, Marguerite, if you insist on doing this, I will make everyone around you leave one by one. Your grandmother, your best friend, even Frederick.”

People are always afraid of the unknown, and the mysterious man was just that to Marguerite.

She was in the light while he was in the dark. She had never seen him, didn’t know his goals or his thoughts.

Even the matter of him wanting her to marry Frederick, she still didn’t understand why.

Thinking about it, Marguerite felt a chill. The mysterious man’s voice came through again, “Marguerite, aren’t you going to back down?”

12.50

chapter

Their conver

lon didnt last long. In fact, ther

bus man didn’t give Marguerite a chance to resist at all.

She was no longer the fearless Marguerita from two months ago. Now, she had her grandmother and she had fallen in love with Frederick, both of whom were her weak spots.

She had no idea how powerful this mysterious man was. Maybe he was just tuffing, but Marguerite still felt threatened.

She immediately had Miley take down the online photo after hanging up the call. When she reopened the webpage, everything was peaceful. But so

what?

goal had

had returned to the old house, and Fragrance Finesse was

walked in, his eyes fixed on her without blinking,

Marguerite was confused.

play innocent,

felt a

it was

the loss in her eyes was impossible to hide. “I didn’t leave any trace… Are you

in front of her, hands in his pockets, his demeanor becoming softer, “Marguerite, how did I

this is causing problems? The market value of Fragrance Finesse has shrunk by nearly half, all the vendors have come to you,

it

was obviously a

watched Marguerite getting upset, and he felt a tug at

been too harsh and frightened the woman in front of

tapped his nose, cleared his throat, and

“Yeah.”

instinctively nodded, but she was afraid Frederick would see through her, so she quickly shook her head,

an eyebrow,

way.” Marguerite was sure of her answer and looked up to meet his gaze, “So did

her, suddenly

the company’s performance in the short term, but at the same time, it had put her in

family – Lisette, Maurice, even Powell, None of them would let her

woman was