Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 36

Frederick didn’t move right away. He strode over to Sadie, his tone icy. “Call her again, and put it on speaker.”

“Okay!”

Sadie immediately dialed Marguerite’s number. After a brief pause, the call started ringing.

The call actually went through!

Sadie looked at Frederick, puzzled, only to see his worried expression suddenly gloomy.

“This…” Sadie seemed a bit nervous.

“Didn’t the call get through? Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill.” He turned away, his face cold. “Get out.”

Sadie looked at her phone screen, then at Frederick, and left with apprehension.

“How could this happen? It was out of service just now, how could it suddenly get through…”

Sadie muttered under her breath, but Frederick didn’t care.

He was convinced that Marguerite was just throwing a fit and refusing to come home. Little did he know what she was going through right now.

After being shoved into a bag, Marguerite was driven by Ablett to Marina Shores Village and dumped in a warehouse there.

The warehouse was not far from the house that had been burnt down, only about a three–minute walk.

He found a local mad beggar to watch Marguerite, and paid him a hefty sum.

Ablett had already planned that once Marguerite died, even if the police got involved, they wouldn’t be able to trace it back to him

After all, who would believe the babblings of a madman?

After Ablett left, Marguerite gradually regained some consciousness.

The intense pain in her body caused her to slow down. When she woke up, she found herself tied up and stuffed into a large, dark bag, unable to

move.

She had no idea where she was, and the cold wind and eerie silence filled her with fear.

Marguerite yelled in panic, “Is anyone there? Can anyone help me?”

The mad beggar hit the iron bars of the window with a rod, stuttering, “You… shut up! Just die already… once you starve to death, my… my mission will be complete!”

The Lockwood family was really ruthless. They not only tied her up and put her in a plastic bag, but also planned to let her starve to death?

Marguerite was filled with hatred!

She hated the Lockwood family for treating her life so cruelly!

She also hated herself for being so stupid and falling into their trap again.

As the night deepened, the cold seeped into every part of Marguerite’s body. She curled up, helpless.

She felt her eyelids getting heavier and sleepiness creeping in.

No! She couldn’t sleep! Absolutely not! Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

If she fell asleep, she might never wake up again!

Marguerite, you must hold on!

Just think about the Lockwood family’s hatred for you. Think about your grandmother still in the hospital

You have to survive, get out of here alive, and then fight back…

The next day.

There was a problem with the demolition plan for Cedarbrook Street, so Frederick didn’t go to LuxeScents International, but spent the whole morning at the demolition company.

When everything was done, Yuna called.

Frederick suddenly realized that since he had found Yuna, he hadn’t had a chance to properly date her, so he decided to spend the entire afternoon with her.

Yuna was very happy, dressed up, and even sprayed perfume she got from Marguerite.

Frederick took her to eat food at the top of Stonebridge City’s tallest skyscraper. He cut the steak handsomely while Yuna just stared at him dreamily.

13:09

He occasionally looked up at her and asked casually, “Are you comfortable living in Diamond Crest Estates?”

Yuna blushed and replied, “It’s comfortable, but I still want to live with Freddie.”

“I’ve already said, once I divorce, you can come live with me.”

Yuna wasn’t in a hurry. After all, that annoying woman Marguerite was now in Marina Shores Village, dead or alive, by the time Frederick found out, she’d probably be history.

Who would be there to compete for her husband then?

“Freddie, can you take me to Grandeur Square Mall this afternoon? They have the world’s most high– end luxury brands. I want to take a look.”

Freddie looked at her, a hint of impatience in his eyes. “Do you like luxury goods that much?”

Yuna cooed, “Freddie, no woman can resist the temptation of luxury goods. I just want to take a look. I don’t necessarily have to buy anything.”

No woman can resist the temptation of luxury goods?

Not necessarily.

Marguerite didn’t seem to like luxury goods. The few sportswear she often wore were washed to the point of fading, but she didn’t change them,

Frederick thought to himself: Why am I thinking about that annoying woman again?

Frederick suppressed his irritation, stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth, “If you like anything, just buy it. If you don’t have enough money, let me know.”

Yuna was over the moon.

The consumption level of Grandeur Square Mall isn’t something everyone can afford. With the previous assets of the Lockwood family, she could only stare greedily at the window displays of most brand stores.

But today was different, she had Frederick, her ‘mobile ATM‘, and she could buy whatever she wanted, without considering the price.

Just as Yuna was contentedly thinking about this, Frederick’s phone rang.

He picked up the phone with grace, his face unreadable, “What’s up?“.

“Mr. Winston, the company is applying for a patent for Marguerite’s Polar Radiance perfume. We need the formula. Are you… with Marguerite right now?”

Frederick’s gaze changed instantly, “She hasn’t been to the office yet?”

Chuck seemed nervous, “No, she hasn’t!”

“Call her.”

“I did call her, but she didn’t pick up!”

Frederick’s expression became even more severe, “Then keep calling her!”

Yuna had known from Frederick and Chuck’s conversation that the person they were discussing was Marguerite.

Thinking about the fact that this bitch Marguerite was probably hiding out in a warehouse somewhere, she couldn’t help but reveal a sly smile.

After Frederick hung up the phone, she started to stir the pot again, trying to rile up his emotions.

“Freddie, it’s irresponsible for an employee to skip work without any explanation. Whoever it is, they should be fired.”

Frederick didn’t pay any attention to Yuna’s words, looking out of the window in frustration.

The towering skyscraper they were in pierced the clouds, the sunlight filtered through the gentle cloud layer, creating a Tyndall effect.

But he couldn’t calm down with such a serene view. The only thing on his mind was: where the hell was Marguerite?