Chapter 363
Bride Behind The Mask
The coach was actually addressing her by her name.
Sheâs done for! He must be pissed off! This coach has such a temper! But she had been so polite in her messages! Each word had been carefully chosen, afraid of offending him. Yet he was acting so high and mighty!
Marguerite was extremely annoyed, her fingers tapping angrily on the screen.
But the message she sent was particularly submissive:
[Sorry for bothering you, sir. Goodnight.]
If it hadnât been for her daughter Teresa training under him, would she have been so accommodating and nervous? So annoying!
Marguerite, lost in her frustration, didnât notice that from the moment she began muttering to herself, up to the point she held her phone with a complex and submissive expression, everything was recorded by Teresa.
Seeing her mom still preoccupied with her phone, Teresa ended the recording and immediately sent a message to Frederick: [Hayesâ dad, is my mom still messaging you? If you find her annoying, tell her Iâve become the group leader. She will relax and stop bothering you.]
[Itâs fine.]
Itâs fine? What does that mean? Is he not finding her mom annoying?
Teresa tilted her head in thought, [Iâm going to send you a video, donât tell my mom, okay?]
Saying so, Teresa decisively sent the secretly recorded video to Frederick.
At the same time, in Sapphire Valley Estates.
The video was still loading, and the image was extremely blurry.
Frederick thought it was a funny video shared by Teresa, but when the video fully loaded, he immediately recognized the familiar figure.
His eyes became sharp at once, and his heart started to race.
After three years, he thought he had successfully forgotten this woman, but seeing her again, even if it was just a small photo or a short video. It could still cause his heart to flutter.
His clearly outlined finger clicked the play button decisively, and he heard a womanâs voice, âDid the coach fall asleep⦠Heâs going to bed so earlyâ¦â
Margueriteâs voice was full of doubt, tinged with caution and trepidation from the unknown.
As if, she was afraid of making him angry.
What does his sleeping habits have to do with her?
Then, he saw Marguerite in the video getting upset after receiving his message.
Like a kitten showing its fangs at him, with an expression that seemed like she wanted to tear him apart! But he clearly remembered that the message this woman sent was very polite and careful.
A smile spread over Frederickâs face. He loved seeing this woman looking so uncomfortable yet unable to do anything about it. It miraculously made him feel happy.
The one-minute video ended quickly, and Frederick instinctively clicked save. After exiting the video, the screen was filled with his conversation with Marguerite.
But Frederick had no intention of letting Marguerite off. He decided to tease her: [Whether Teresa can become the group leader depends on the parentsâ performance.]
Marguerite froze on the other end.
Depends on the parentsâ performance? Could this coach be hoping for a bribe?
Although she was very opposed to this, for Teresaâs sake, she had to do something against her will.
Holding her phone, Marguerite nervously wrote: [Sir, please give me an address. I will send a box of pastries in a few days.]
འའའAfraid he wouldnât understand, she added a dollar sign â$â emoji.
She couldnât make it too obvious that she was giving money, she had to hide it.
Frederick laughed when he saw Margueriteâs message.
Money? That was the last thing he needed! And this woman was actually trying to bribe him.
Marguerite, he never thought she would resort to bribery for her daughterâs sake one day.
[Ms. Lockwood, are you planning to hide cash in the pastry box? Iâm sorry, but I donât accept such bribes.]
[Sir, then what do you meanâ¦â¦]
Frederick looked at the message, smiling deeper. He didnât reply to her message, just exited the chat.
He was sure that if he ignored her, Marguerite wouldnât get a good nightâs sleep tonight!
But torturing this woman in this way seemed quite enjoyable.