Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 20

Marguerite, hearing all this, got really on edge, her fingers even started to tremble. The new instructions given by the mystery person confused her, even seemed nonsensical. Did this person think love was child’s play, that simply saying “I love you” was enough?

Gripping her phone tightly, Marguerite said, “There’s no way Frederick would ever fall for me. The mere mention of marriage has already put him

off me.”

“Guys like gentle women, and Frederick’s no exception.”

Gentle? This mystery person wanted her to act gentle towards Frederick? She… couldn’t do it!

Noticing Marguerite’s hesitation, the mystery man threatened her again, “Marguerite, you don’t have a choice. Don’t forget, I’ve got your family.”

Using her grandmother as a threat was too much for Marguerite to handle, she demanded, “What’s your deal? I can do these things for you, but I can’t do it blindfolded.”

Her tenacity didn’t sit well with the mystery person, “Like I said, overthinking this won’t do you any good. You’ve got three months. Whether your grandma gets better within that time all depends on you.” This person then hung up, cold as ice.

Marguerite was stunned. The person was clearly using her, pushing her step by step into the enemy’s hands. But she was at a loss, if the mystery, person had trouble with Frederick, why go through her? Why did he want her to marry Frederick, and why did he want her to act gentle towards Frederick?

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Meanwhile, in the study room.

Upon receiving his boss‘ orders, Chuck couldn’t help but break a sweat, “Mr. Winston, you want me to investigate Marguerite again?”

Frederick dryly answered, “Yes.”

“But Mr. Winston, we just investigated her last night and found nothing.”

With a frown, Frederick tossed Marguerite’s CV onto the table, “Search based on the leads in her CV. If there’s nothing, I’ll have to seriously consider whether you’re fit to stay in the company.

Clearly frightened, Chuck quickly picked up the CV and left the room. Frederick’s threat was effective. Chuck didn’t dare to dawdle, immediately contacting hackers and private investigators for a thorough investigation.

A few hours later, he rushed back into the study with the investigation results. The room was filled with smoke from Frederick’s cigar, causing Chuck to instinctively squint his eyes.

“Mr. Winston, we found something! The records show that Marguerite studied perfume at Stonebridge City University, but she didn’t graduate. Also, she’s an orphan living with her elderly grandmother in the countryside.”

Frederick’s eyes flashed open upon hearing this.

Marguerite had been living with her grandmother in the countryside since she was a child? What a coincidence!

Fifteen years ago, he and his mother were banished to the countryside of Stonebridge City. In a moment of despair, a little girl living with her grandmother in a house called Marina Shores Village gave

him a piece of bread.

Over the years, he had indeed investigated the old house, but the results were hard for him to accept. By the time he got close to the truth, the old house was burned down. When he arrived at the scene, it was already reduced to ashes.

Ever since then, he lost contact with the little girl and her grandmother. He didn’t know if they survived or perished in the fire, and he regretted not asking for the little girl’s real name.

Even though his friend Robert had told him multiple times that no one could have survived the fire without injury, Frederick still held onto a glimmer of hope, believing that she was alive. No matter her appearance, whether her face was burned or not, as long as she was alive, he would marry her.

However, when Yuna appeared, he hesitated. He couldn’t find the familiar scent or the warmth the girl gave him fifteen years ago.

In a whirl of confusion, Frederick put out his cigar, picked up the Polar Radiance perfume he brought back from the company and gave it a light

sniff.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a bigger question formed in his mind. If the little girl had been living with her grandmother all these years, why hadn’t Yuna mentioned her grandmother until now?