Chapter 284
Bride Behind The Mask
Meanwhile, inside a car Laverneâs funeral had taken a toll on Marguerite, leaving her physically and emotionally drained. As a result, she fell asleep not long after getting into the car She was jolted awake by the chauffeurâs voice, âMs. Lockwood, we have arrivedâ
Rubbing her eyes, Marguerite tried to make sense of her surroundings, only to be stunned Why was she at the Winston Mansion? Didnât Powell live here?
Marguente looked suspiciously at the chauffeur who was holding the door open for her, asking. âDidnât I say I wanted to go to Stonebridge Memorial Hospital?â
The chauffeur gestured for her to get off, his tone professional and devoid of emotion, âMs. Lockwood, Iâm just following orders. Please, get off the car. The young master is waiting for you in the study.â
âYoung master? Which young master?â Marguerite blurted out.
Fredenck should not invite her into the Winston Mansion in this way, right?
So, the one being referred to as the young master by the chauffeur could only be Maurice Winston?
Why would Maurice want to see her?
âMs Lockwood, please get off the car. Donât keep the young master waiting,â the chauffeur urged once again.
At the same time, the grand double doors of the mansion swung open from the inside, with rows of bodyguards standing imposingly at the entrance.
As if welcoming Marguente, but with an undeniable air of intimidation.
Confused, Marguerite stepped out of the car, intending to send her location to Frederick via her phone.
However, she saw the numerous missed calls from him and a message from Miley [Marguente, the guest list from the Regal Haven Hotel has been sent to your email. Also, Mr Winston is looking for you everywhere Have a good chat with him today, everything will become clear. Iâll wait for your good news at home]
The guest list from the Regal Haven Hotel?
This was what Marguente wanted to see the most, but she didnât have the time to check her emails now Looking around, she saw the bodyguards marching towards her in a neat line. She quickly sent a message to Frederick.
[I didnât hear your calls, Iâve been brought back to the Winston Mansion. There are so many bodyguards here, they seem to be Mauriceâs menâ Donât call me, Iâm afraid theyâll take my phone away if they hear it ring]
Fredenck replied quickly (Stay safe, Iâm coming to find you]
Before Marguerite could respond with a âokayâ, the bodyguards had already lined up beside her Unsure of their intentions, Marguente knew she couldnât resist and obediently walked into the mansion, heading to the study.
The study in the mansion was large, exuding an ancient vibe compared to the one in the manor its location on the shaded side of the house made the room eerily gloomy Marguerite scanned the room several times and found no one, then the door was suddenly pushed open Marguente looked over nervously, spotting Steven dressed in a black velvet suit standing at the doorway.
Seeing Steven here didnât surprise Marguente, considering his frequent interactions with the wealthy and his job as a family doctor She quickly walked up to him, unable to hide her anxiety âSteven, have you seen Maurice? I was going to the hospital to find you, but for some reason, the chauffeur brought me here. They kept mentioning a young master thatâs Maunce, nght?â
When in danger, any familiar face can become a source of protection. At this moment, Steven was that person for Marguerite However, Marguerite didnât get the response she was hoping for Steven subtly lifted his chin, his eyes twinkling with murth. However, his facial expression was serious and unfamiliar to Marguente.
Slowly, he extended his arm towards Marguerite, saying, âHello, Marguerite. Allow me to reintroduce myself. Steven is my pseudonym, but my real name is Mauriceâ