Chapter 233
Bride Behind The Mask
She wonât suffer any losses?
Her greatest loss was falling in love with a man she shouldnât have loved!
Suddenly, at this moment, Robert poked his head out from the door, his voice lowered, âYou two, have you come to a conclusion yet?*
Marguerite gently pressed her lips together and nodded lightly, âDraft the statement.â
Robert, excited, snapped his fingers and immediately called the PR team back into the office.
His joy wasnât unfounded. After all, if Frederick and Marguerite went public with their relationship, probably they wouldnât be able to leave their mariage.
As for the relationship between Mileyâs best friend and Frederick, whether she was the other woman, was still up for investigation.
But he wasnât planning on sharing his findings with Frederick at this time. After all, things had to be done one at a time, right?
Marguerite didnât want to stay any longer. As she was about to leave, Frederick blocked her way with his body, âAnything you donât want to mention in the statement, you can say. I will do my utmost to protect your rights.â
Marguerite looked up at him, a faint smile on her face, one that held a trace of resignation, âWrite it as you please, I have no reservations.â
In her eyes, her relationship with Frederick was already in the dark, let alone the child in her womb.
Her two biggest secrets were about to be made public, what else couldnât be mentioned?
In Frederickâs eyes, there was an emotion that Marguerite couldnât read, âMarguerite, I know youâre not feeling well, but thereâs no better way to handle this right now.â
Marguerite stared back at him, and suddenly saw a hint of worry in his eyes.
Yes, she was distressed, and Frederick probably wasnât faring much better.
The whole thing started because of her, it was the child in her womb that led to todayâs situation.
She even believed that Frederick must hate her to the core, not only having to admit to the public that the illegitimate child in her womb was his, but also delaying the divorce.
Marguerite let out a light sigh, a look of self-blame on her face, âIâm sorry.â
He frowned, his eyes full of sorrow, âWhy apologize?â
Marguerite confessed, âIâm sorry for making you admit that the child in my womb is yours.â
Upon hearing this, Frederickâs mind was in turmoil. He paused, wanting to say something, but held back.
At this moment, the PR team member who was drafting the statement turned around, âMr. Winston, the statement is ready. Please review it, if itâs okay then weâll send it out.â
Frederick instinctively pulled Marguerite over, âTake a look.â
Marguerite walked over to the computer, a few simple lines that made her eyes sting.
One had to admit, the biggest characteristic of a PR firm was their ability to spin tales out of thin air.
Ten minutes ago, they knew nothing of her relationship with Frederick, yet in a short time, they were able to paint a picture of a loving couple.
No wonder she had seen numerous celebrities rebound their reputations overnight after scandalous news broke.
No need to guess, it was all thanks to the PR firm.
âAny problems?â Frederick asked for Margueriteâs opinion.
Marguerite snapped back to reality and looked at him, trying to focus, âNo problem, send it as it is. I have nothing to add.â
The second statement was quickly released, causing an expected uproar amongst the public. Netizens speculated about who Marguerite was, and how she managed to snag the renowned billionaire.
Some said she was a socialite, others a celebrity, in any case, her identity was demonized by the public.
Five minutes after the statement was released, Yuna had a mishap.
Zoe called Frederick, her voice unusually anxious, âMr. Winston, whatâs going on with the statement online? Yunaâs so upset sheâs sent to the hospital!â