Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 392

Marguerite was so stunned by the sudden news that she didn’t even have time to bid Frederick goodbye, instead rushing out in a blind panic.

Frederick’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he instinctively moved to the window, quickly spotting Marguerite hailing a cab and speeding off away from the construction site. Chuck re-entered the scene at that moment, “Mr. Winston, Marguerite just left. Should we continue the work upstairs?”

“Continue.”

“Yes, Mr. Winston!”

As Chuck turned to go relay the command, Frederick’s commanding voice echoed once again, “Wait.”

“Mr. Winston, do you need anything else?”

Frederick paused momentarily, then asked in a neutral tone, “What’s going on with her?”

Her? Was Mr. Winston referring to Marguerite?

“I just heard that Maurice sold LuxeScents International. Marguerite probably just found out about it and is rushing back.”

Frederick’s eyes clouded over with an emotion Chuck couldn’t decipher.

Could it be that there was some rekindled romance between Mr. Winston and Marguerite?

feigned sympathy, “Ah, I didn’t expect Marguerite to care so much. You were gone for three years, and she stayed in the company the whole time. It hasn’t been easy for her.

support her, but his words only seemed to

you have nothing better to

Frederick’s intense glare, “…I just feel bad for Marguerite, because

scoffed, his lips curling into a

holding a grudge against Marguerite? Then what was going on earlier? Even if Marguerite initiated it, but Mr. Winston didn’t push her away! Now, even the long-time associate Chuck was thoroughly

hour later, at

towards the CEO’s office. Just as she got off the

sign his name with

forward to stop him,

into the CEO’s office,

LuxeScents International without my consent?” Maurice retorted, “LuxeScents International is a subsidiary of the Winston

collaboration with

Charles will handle the rest.” Maurice

are you out of

two could argue further, the stranger stepped in. He extended his hand to Marguerite and introduced himself, “Hello Ms. Lockwood, I’m Wade Charles. I’ve heard so

The name sounded familiar.

at him. Despite his playboy looks, he seemed friendly

for it? Can you sell it back to

at Maurice, then