Chapter 405
Bride Behind The Mask
It was smack dab in the middle of evening rush hour, the streets were teeming with cars. Despite the other driver not even going that fast, Marguerite just couldnât keep up.
All the way, she was very anxious, her mind racing with all sorts of speculations about Frederickâs motives.
With their tangled history, Marguerite couldnât bring herself to think positively at all!
What she didnât understand the most was that sheâd taught Teresa time and time again not to go off with strangers, yet there she was, hopping and skipping along, didnât look worried at all It was enough to drive Marguerite mad!
Soon, the Maybach pulled into the mansion, closely followed by Margueriteâs car.
The security guard quickly recognized Margueriteâs car and remembered Frederickâs previous instructions, quickly using the remote control to close the gate.
Marguerite instantly hit the emergency brake, slamming down on it hard, almost hitting the iron gate.
She got out of the car, anger flaring up instantly, âOpen the gate! Let me in!â
âMr. Winston has instructed that you are not allowed in,â the security guard said righteously.
âMy daughter has been taken in there by him! Call him out!â
The security guard was taken aback, thinking, âThe little girl who had been coming in and out of the mansion these past few days was this womanâs child?â
The security guard couldnât help but take a second look at Marguerite. Heâd heard about a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to Yuna, but this was not a mere resemblance, they were identical!
If it werenât for the fact that he recognized her car, she could have just walked in and he probably would have let her!
âAre you even listening to me? My daughter! My daughter has been taken by your master! Let me in!â
The security guard was drawn back by Margueriteâs angry voice, he looked at the clock in the guardhouse and said, âMr. Winston will be home in five minutes, you can wait for him at the gate. But maâam, please move your car to the other side, donât block the way.â
Marguerite was fuming.
Five minutes? She could wait! She had all the time in the world!
Marguerite started the engine to move the car, all the while trying to call Teresa.
Her phone was switched off, adding fuel to Margueriteâs conviction that Teresa must be in danger!
Fear gripped Marguerite tightly. She had already lost one kid, if something happened to Teresa, Marguerite couldnât even begin to imagine how she would live on.
After quickly moving her car to the other side of the road, Marguerite almost missed a step when she got out of the car.
She was too worried, too scared.
Soon, a luxury business car slowly decelerated and began to turn into the mansion.
Through the windshield, Marguerite caught sight of Frederick and Robert in the back seat, deep in conversation.
Margueriteâs mind went into overdrive, with a nearly reckless abandon, she sprinted in front of the car, stretching out her arm to stop it.
The sudden appearance of a woman caused the driverâs heart to skip a beat, he slammed on the brakes- With a âscreechâ, the car barely missed Margueriteâs leg.
The driver was still in shock, staring in disbelief at Marguerite outside the window.
Meanwhile, in the back seat, Frederick and Robert, due to the sudden braking, were both jolted forward.
âWhatâs going on?â Frederickâs voice was scarier than the devilst The driver was trembling, âMr. Winston, someone stopped the car.â
Stopped the car? Who had the guts to stop his, Frederickâs car?
His bloodthirsty eyes fell on the woman in front of the car, only to be shocked by what he saw, Robert also looked at the woman with her arms outstretched, then glanced at Frederick, swallowed hard and looked back at Marguerite, he couldnât help exclaiming. Marguerite, sheâs really bold!â