Chapter 224
Bride Behind The Mask
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How was that possible?
Frederickâs icy demeanor seemed to peak at that moment, his dark eyes sharp and infundating His gaze fell on Robert, âWhat is going on?
âI donât know I swear I destroyed all those documents!â
If they had been destroyed, how did they end up in Garnetts hands?
Who could have leaked them?
Marquenteâs mind was a whirlwind of confusion, the more she thought about it, the more things didnât add up Suddenly a pair of manipulative eyes flashed in her mind Steven!
Yes, it had to be him!
He had tested her just this moming, and by afternoon Frederickâs secret was out in the open She couldnât think of anyone else who would be capable of such decent Marguente rushed forward, grabbing Frederickâs wrist, âGive me your car keys, I need to go out Fredenckâs voice was angry yet restrained, âDonât worry about it, go home and restâ
âNoââ Marguerite defiantly met his gaze âMarguente Frederick snapped, his patience wearing thin. But seeing her determined expression, he couldnât bring himself to argue He swallowed hard, his eyes softening. âPlease, donât make me worryâ
Marguente bit her lip, locked in a standoff. She knew that when Frederick set his mind on something, there was no changing it She had no choice but to concede, âThere are reporters everywhere downstairs Even if I wanted to go home, Iâd need a carâ
Seeing the situation, Robert handed his keys to Marguerite, âEveryone recognizes his car Take mineâ
Marguente hesitated, glancing at Frederick She wanted to say something, but the words wouldnât come Finally, she accepted the keys from Robert and headed for the door âMarquenteâ The deep sound of Frederickâs voice stopped her in her tracks. She turned to see him watching her âCall me when you get homeâ
Marguente took a deep breath and nodded, her mind a mess Go home?
She wasnât going homel She needed to get to the bottom of this!
Marguente hopped into Roberts car and headed for Steverâs house Miley called her on the way, and she put the call on speaker Margueritel What on earth is happening? Did Mr. Winston really lose his sense of smell? The internet is going crazy. They re saying Mr Winston deceived customers, and that his previous fragrances must have been plagiarized! Luzescents International is facing a crisis of trust