Chapter 152
Bride Behind The Mask
At the same time, the pricey Cullinan was cruising smoothly into the peaceful night.
How would Frederick know that the woman who had spent a few delightful hours with him was Marguerite, not Yuna?
Still basking in the afterglow of the womanâs tendemess, he voluntarily pulled Yuna into his arms, allowing her to lean on his shoulder.
Yuna was over the moon.
This was the first time that Frederick had taken the initiative to hold her!
Apparently, Marguerite had her ways of reeling men In.
But Marguerite would never know that she had once again sacrificed herself for Yuna!
The man she had meticulously plotted to attract was now cuddling and chatting with her.
if Marguerite knew, she would be fuming!
The more Yuna thought about it, the happier she became. Frederickâs voice echoed in her ear, âIf youâre broke, just tell me. No more working at the bar The deep, resonant voice of the man made Yunaâs heart burst with joy.
At the same time, she saw a business opportunity and hastily said, âThen give me some money, Freddie.â
âHow much do you need?â
Yuna wrapped her arm around the manâs waist and boldly said, âA million!â
Frederickâs face turned serious, and he asked with a slight frown, âWhat do you need so much money for?â
Yuna pouted unhappily, âFreddie, do you think Iâm asking for too much and youâre unwilling to give me?
Today is my birthday.â
It wasnât that he was unwilling.
Before, she had had many opportunities to ask him for money, especially when he had said he wanted to celebrate her birthday. But she didnât mention money, only asking him to take pictures with her.
But now, she was asking for a million bucks under the pretext of celebrating her birthday!
In just over ten minutes, she had become a completely different person, and of course, Frederick wanted to find out why.
Could it be that she had encountered some problem that required money to solve when she was changing clothes at the bar?
Unexpectedly, Yuna blinked her eyes and complained unhappily, âFreddie, you spent so much money shopping with Marguerite beforeâ¦
So, it was only fair for her to ask him for a million!
That was only the cost of two shopping trips with Marguerite.
Frederickâs body visibly stiffened, and he pushed away Yunaâs arm.
Yuna was somewhat puzzled and looked at the man innocently, âFreddie, did I say something wrong? I was the fitting model back then. You donât know how heartbreaking it was for me to see you two.â
The more Yuna explained, the more repulsed Frederick became.
What a pain!
He was worried about whether this woman had encountered some problem, but her reason for asking for money was so simple and straightforward Because he had bought Marguerite a lot of expensive clothes, Yuna had to ask for a million.
Interesting!
Such a love for comparisons, this was the true nature of Yuna.
So, all the joy from earlier was all pretense by this woman!
But, that joyful feeling was hard for him to forget. She had been so sincere, so gentle back then.
He was desperately trying to find a trace of that feeling in Yuna again, but due to her vanity, it vanished in an instant.
Seeing Frederick in this state, Yuna unashamedly tugged at his collar, âFreddieâ¦â
Just then, the car pulled into Diamond Crest Estates. The driver parked the car steadily, but Yuna didnât get out.
How could she leave without Frederick promising to give her the money?
So, she shamelessly sat there without moving.
Frederick took a deep breath, suppressing his annoyance and said, âSend your bank details to my secretary Ill have him transfer the money to youâ
Upon hearing this, Yunaâs eyes lit up as she replied, âThank you, Freddie. I knew you loved me.â
With that, she couldnât wait to give the man a hug But just as she extended her arm, Frederickâs voice rang out, âGet out of the carâ
Yunaâs hand hung in the ait, and she felt extremely awkward, âFreddie, I want to hug you.â
Traid, get out.
redericks displeasure was obvious, his words slow and threatening.
His cold session caused Yuna to shiver Afraid that the promised million would fly away, she quickly got out of the car Frederick was leaning back in his office chair, his long fingers massaging his forehead, his expression devoid of warmth.
Chuck was about to leave after reporting on work when Frederick spoke, âYouâve been talling Marguente these few days. Has any progress been made?â
âYes, Mr. Winston.â.
Her movements.
Chuck suddenly remembered that Marguerite had gone for a job Interview at The Drunken Donkey yesterday.