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.

questioning now, she felt utterly hopeless. She knew Frederick

After all, they were all elite families, and

would play along, and Frederick wouldn’t

alliance would be pushed

could have never imagined that Maurice was thriving in Stonebridge City! Marguerite hadn’t lived a hard life either!

Yuna was livid!

a shrimp, then slowly putting it in her mouth.

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 a surprise Yuna prepared for both

held her cutlery tightly, she had

She embarrassed herself

took a sip of tea, delicately cleaned the corner of her lips with 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 said, then picked up the red wine next to Maurice, swirled it elegantly, and leisurely

getting

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

cutlery, glaring at Marguerite, wishing

poured red wine into her glass, his tone stern,