Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 292

Meanwhile, Maurice took a phone call and left the den, with Marguerite left standing there for what felt like an eternity. By the time she decided to leave, her legs had already given way to exhaustion

She walked aimlessly out of the study, only to find that the entire mansion was deserted, save for the omnipresent security staff.

Powell was not home, and even Jocelyn and Lisette were gone. Presumably, Maurice had sent them all away

Marguerite stood at the entrance of the mansion, staring at the concrete driveway leading away from the lavish property, a wave of uncertainty washing over her

In the span of an hour, her life had taken a dramatic tum.

Returning to her former home, Sapphire Valley Estates, was no longer an option. With her grandma gone, she was left wondering where her home was

Just then, a McLaren pulled up in front of Marguente, revealing Maurice’s smug face. Marguerite ignored him, walking past the car and heading towards the road.

The McLaren kept pace with her, Maunce’s magnetic voice ringing in her ears, “Marguerite, don’t be stubborn. You think I wouldn’t be able to find you?”

Marguerite stopped in her tracks, and the McLaren came to a halt behind her

Maurice stepped out of the car and stood in front of Marguente, his command crisp and clear, “Get in the car”

mere two seconds of staring into

she did at the mansion was under his control, so even if she ran to the ends of the earth, he would

no idea where Maurice was taking her, but

so what difference did

silent, the McLaren eventually pulling up in a gated community

where Maurice had lived previously, and she had visited once when she had

Maurice was

angry glance but before she could utter a word, he beat her

this manipulative man dwindling to nothing. She walked into the mansion and slammed the door

sea Standing on the balcony, she could see

honzon.

the wind causing her hair to dance around

blue sea seemed endless, just like her life, with no end in

and turned, unable to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes,

her thoughts

asleep, and upon waking the next day, she had no desire

on her door. It was Nadine, standing at the door with a massive suitcase, ‘Ms. Lockwood, the master had me retrieve your belongings from the second master’s place