Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 389

The voice came from behind, so familiar that Marguerite knew it was Frederick without having to turn around.

Marguerite felt exceptionally unlucky. Out of all the times he could have chosen to show up, he had to pick the moment when everyone was questioning her.

Knowing Frederick and his relentless pursuit of perfection, he was sure to criticize her mercilessly. Marguerite took a deep breath, bracing herself for the impending scolding.

Seeing Frederick’s arrival, the site supervisor hurried up to him, “Mr. Winston, you’re finally here! Please tell us what you think of this heavy-duty extractor fan on the wall. Isn’t it a bit out of place? I’ve been questioning Ms. Lockwood’s decision for days, but she won’t listen!”

Frederick strolled over to Marguerite, turning to look at her with a calm and composed expression..

Marguerite met his icy gaze without a word.

“What’s the point of installing an extractor fan?”

This wasn’t Marguerite’s area of expertise, so explaining it made her feel incredibly uneasy, “I plan to place air fresheners, which are also formaldehyde eliminators, in each room. Then, if we close the windows and turn on the extractor fan, it could speed up the air circulation in the room.”

Frederick almost laughed at Marguerite’s explanation. Suppressing his amusement, he countered, “Close the windows and turn on the extractor fan?”

Marguerite wasn’t sure what she had said wrong, and she nodded sullenly.

couldn’t help but laugh.

was utterly confused. Since she started work today, she had been questioned from all sides, but

frustration was evident in her voice as she asked, “What’s

do you

the death

unable to comprehend

extractor fan for a moment. If

tried to explain, “I have the air fresheners that can

left speechless by Marguerite’s flawed reasoning. He nodded and gave Marguerite a thumbs-up, “Brilliant! Truly brilliant, Marguerite You are absolutely

lethal stare. Chuck felt a chill run down his spine. Mr.

though he was being sarcastic, Marguerite was once Mr. Winston’s woman, and he wouldn’t want anyone to laugh

indeed a bit

her logic. Was this how the

opportunity to embarrass Marguerite. The words of humiliation had been brewing in his

found himself unable to bring himself to hurt

of helplessness reminded him of when

words carefully and began again, “It’s had been three years, but you have no progress. Didn’t Maurice teach you to do

teach me. Besides, what does it

your client. Are you saying I can’t comment on