Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 343

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Chapter 343

Marguerite’s brain was struggling to function properly.

She stared blankly at Frederick, watching as he stubbed out his cigarette and flashed a smile. “Long time no see.”

Long time no see? They had just seen each other the day before yesterday!

Wasn’t she supposed to meet a potential client today?

Just as she was about to make a hasty retreat, Maurice walked into the office, positioning himself between Frederick

and Marguerite.

“Marguerite is one of the most promising perfumers at the Winston Group,” he said. “I believe she’ll meet all your

needs.”

Marguerite was completely dumbfounded. What was going on? So there was no client looking to collaborate with

her after all, and it was Frederick who had come to see Maurice, and Maurice had recommended her to him!

Marguerite was stunned. The thought of the once fierce rivals becoming partners was shocking enough. But now

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Maurice had thrown her into this whirlwind in front of everyone. What was he up to?

Frederick gazed at Marguerite, and she returned his stare, but neither of them said a word. Maurice cleared his

throat, pulling Marguerite closer to Frederick and gently explained, “Frederick has a new project outside the city, a

newly built residential complex. They need a batch of air fresheners that can remove formaldehyde.”

It took Marguerite a while to force herself to regain her composure. She replied in a tone devoid of emotion, “If you

need to remove formaldehyde, you should contact a cleaning company. I’m not the right person for this.” She

turned around to leave after saying these words, but Maurice’s hand quickly snaked around her waist, pulling her

into his embrace without any regard for Frederick’s presence.

“No, you’re the perfect person for this,” he said, his warm breath hitting the top of Marguerite’s head, but she felt a

chill run down her spine.

She locked eyes with Maurice, his inscrutable gaze growing more intense. His eyes were always so dark, like a deep,

unfathomable well, making it impossible to see what lay at the bottom.

“An on–site inspection is necessary to remove formaldehyde. Would you two be available to accompany me?”

Frederick’s indifferent voice cut through the tension. Marguerite instinctively tried to push Maurice away, but no

matter how hard she pushed, he wouldn’t budge.

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Maurice slightly turned his body, using one hand to hold Marguerite’s waist, and gave Frederick a smile. “Sure,

we’re available now.”

But at that moment, Frederick’s phone rang. Marguerite caught a glimpse of the caller ID–it was Yuna. Frederick

apologized, “Excuse me, I need to take this call,” and he was the first to leave the office.

Feeling the grip around her waist loosen, Marguerite pushed Maurice away and looked at him with wide eyes, her

voice filled with accusation, “What are you trying to do?”

From start to finish, Maurice remained indifferent, “Why not make money from him? Using his money to save his

near–bankrupt company isn’t a bad idea.”

“Maurice!” Marguerite finally lost her patience and raised her voice, “You are such a bastard!”

But Maurice seemed unfazed. He leaned in closer to Marguerite, a mysterious smile on his face. “If anyone else

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insulted me, I would have sent them straight to hell. But you’re Marguerite, and I love it when you scold me.”

Marguerite’s face turned pale, and she backed away, “Keep your distance!”

He was such a dog! She should really take him to a psychiatrist.

“Are you in such a hurry to draw a line between us in front of your ex?” Maurice reached out to tuck a stray hair

behind Marguerite’s ear, but Frederick chose that moment to open the door and enter the room.

The room was instantly filled with an awkward silence.

Maurice casually withdrew his hand. Marguerite instinctively looked at Frederick, trying to read the expression on

his face. But his emotions were hard to decipher. He merely glanced at her, paused for a moment, then said in a

flat tone, “I’ll send you the address. I need to pick someone up, so I’ll be there later.”

Damn it! Why did Frederick always catch the moment of Maurice’s deliberate PDA with her?

But who was he going to pick up? Yuna? It made sense. They were so in love, they probably wished they could

spend every moment together.

Yuna and Frederick were the ones truly in love, but her relationship with Maurice was nothing but a charade.

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