Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 381

Yuna looked up, wanting to silence Marguerite, but the look Frederick cast her way left her feeling guilty and terrified.

Marguerite’s icy gaze swept over Yuna, seeing the fluctuating emotions on her face.

She looked guilty, did that mean Frederick not know about the planned marriage alliance?

Sure enough, Frederick clenched his jaw, his voice sharp as he questioned, “What alliance?”

Teresa, stuffing a piece of cake into her mouth, chimed in with a thick voice, “Don’t you know, Mr. Frederick? They gave us a grand welcome at the front gate, they said it was to welcome your in-laws! Aren’t you planning to arrange a betrothal for Manley?”

Jocelyn also looked surprised, “A betrothal? Teresa, are you mistaken? We only invited your family today for the birthday party, are you thinking of becoming my granddaughter-in-law?”

“Grand…daughter…in…law?” Teresa, her mouth full of food, repeated Jocelyn’s words.

Frederick too caught on, his eyes rolling with anger as he glared at Yuna, “Explain.”

Yuna looked mortified. When she had returned to the private dining room and saw Maurice, she had been stunned and hadn’t yet recovered.

now, she felt utterly hopeless. She knew Frederick would

plan was to bring it up during dinner, in a joking manner. After all, they were all elite families, and a marriage alliance

play along, and Frederick wouldn’t

marriage alliance would be pushed forward

how could she have imagined that this elite family was the Winston Group! And she could have never imagined that Maurice was thriving in

Yuna was livid!

peeling a shrimp, then slowly putting it

into Yuna in the restroom earlier, and she mentioned the marriage alliance. She said Mr. Frederick attached great importance to it, so we were welcomed with much fanfare. But since Mr. Frederick was kept in the dark like us… I guess, it was

eyes were bloodshot, and she held her cutlery tightly, she had lost all the arrogance

She embarrassed herself

a napkin, and intentionally continued in a condescending manner that Yuna detested, “Flowers, red carpet, orchestra, it really made us feel warmly welcomed. Yuna, you’ve gone to great lengths, and I’m pleasantly surprised and satisfied with your hospitality today.” Marguerite

getting

to injury, and beside her was Frederick’s anger. No matter how she dealt with it, she was bound to

glaring at Marguerite, wishing

tone stern, “Drink up. The guest is thanking you,