Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 420

Quickly, Marguerite dismissed the thought from her mind.

For Frederick, every member of the Winston family was someone he despised to his bones.

Therefore, how could he possibly return to the Winston Mansion because of Powell’s illness?

Marguerite didn’t linger on this thought. She and the servants began to pack their luggage quickly, while Teresa was busily packing her own snacks. An hour later, they had everything sorted out and were at the Winston Mansion.

As soon as they walked in, they saw Powell sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by a servant into the front hall.

The sight of Powell filled Teresa with excitement and anticipation, “Grandpa! Grandpa!”

*Teresa! Come here! I’ve missed you so much since you haven’t visited for a while!”

Teresa and Powell hugged each other happily. Teresa wanted to climb onto Powell’s lap, but seeing his knee in a plaster, she had to give up the idea.

“Grandpa, does your foot hurt? I will blow it to make it better!”

Teresa said, pouting and immediately blowing on Powell’s knee, making him laugh heartily with her adorable antics.

Maurice went up to examine Powell’s condition, while Marguerite stood idly by.

she didn’t see

it odd,

had always thought Marguerite was unworthy of Maurice and was always difficult to deal with whenever they

into the Winston Mansion, she probably didn’t even want to see

a lot after she gave birth

his son, Powell’s gaze fell

approached him and obediently said, ”

“You guys can continue talking. I’m going upstairs to

Lockwood, we have prepared a

and was naturally unfamiliar

she found the

that was nearly a thousand square

a house dress from her suitcase. As soon as

him crossly, “Can’t you knock

approached her, his tone equally uncompromising, “Don’t make trouble here. Take good care of my father and don’t wander around. Otherwise, you can forget about hearing any

tone was threatening, and Marguerite had no desire to argue. She sneered, “You’ve sold my only company. Where could I possibly run to? Besides, you are

white teeth, “All I need to control is your

was furious, but she couldn’t find the words

whittling down Marguerite’s resistance little by little, making