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

odd, Marguerite

difficult to deal with whenever they met. Marguerite knew exactly how much Lisette despised her.

Mansion, she probably didn’t even want to

her changed a lot after she gave birth to

a brief conversation with his son, Powell’s gaze

Marguerite approached him and obediently

nodded in acknowledgment, and Marguerite quickly added, “You guys can continue talking. I’m going

immediately came forward, “Ms. Lockwood, we have prepared a room for

before and was naturally unfamiliar with the layout of the

entering, she found the

was nearly a thousand square feet, it was a two-bedroom suite.

a room and changed into a house dress from

crossly, “Can’t

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 just worried that I’ll go see

teeth, “All I need to control is your

but she couldn’t find the words

at whittling down Marguerite’s resistance little by