Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 31

Meanwhile, the luxurious Cullinan was sailing smoothly on the flat road.

Marguerite sneaked a peek at the man, finding him quite dashing as he steered the wheel with one hand.

She was contemplating whether to explain about Yuna’s bracelet when Frederick beat her to it, “Where were you this afternoon?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Marguerite’s eyes.

Instead of asking about the alleged theft, he was asking about her whereabouts in the afternoon.

Turning to him, Marguerite responded honestly, “I was handing out flyers.”

“Handing out flyers?” The surprise was evident in Robert’s voice from the back seat, “Who told you to do that?”

“I don’t know him. He was a bald dude with a beer belly, dressed in black.”

Among LuxeScents International’s staff, only one person was bald, the head of the Marketing Department.

Robert seemed a bit helpless, “Marguerite, you’re too naive. You just do whatever they tell you to do? You’re not even in his department.”

Easier said than done with such a laissez–faire attitude! She didn’t have a degree, still an intern on probation, everyone seemed to have the fight to order her around.

Marguerite pressed her lips but didn’t say more to Robert.

After all, both Robert and Frederick were rich folks. How could they understand the struggles of an ordinary person?

It didn’t take long to get back to the office. Marguerite returned to her desk, continuing to endure the ridicule and scorn from others.

“Look! The boss is in Bald’s office! He looks pissed! Scary!”

The gossiping whispers of her colleagues immediately reached Marguerite’s ears. She saw a crowd gathering.

“What’s up? Did Bald screw up?”

“Who knows?”

“Shh! Quiet! Listen!”

Bald’s office was directly opposite everyone’s workstations, easy to see with a simple glance.

But at that moment, the curtains were drawn tight, so everyone could only listen to the commotion inside.

Marguerite wasn’t interested in the office drama. She just kept her head down and worked.

But the commotion in the office was too big to ignore.

“Who gave you the authority to boss my people around?”

That was Frederick’s voice!

And something sounded like it was smashed to the ground.

“I… Mr. Winston, I didn’t hurt your people!”

“Did you get Marguerite to hand out flyers?”

“Mr. Winston, I… I didn’t know Marguerite was your person. I thought… she was just an intern…”

“Go settle your wages with the accountant. I don’t want to see you again.”

“Mr. Winston! Mr. Winston! Please! I have a family to feed…”

Marguerite froze. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Was Frederick standing up for her?

She found it unbelievable, suddenly looking up towards the office, only to find her colleagues staring at her with complicated expressions.

Ah…

Did they misunderstand something?

Bam-

The office door was flung open, breezing a wave of cold air to everyone.

Everyone felt a chill, immediately returning to their desks, heads down, no one dared to look up.

The silence was eerie. Marguerite’s eyes met with Frederick’s.

Her face flushed, feeling both embarrassed and perplexed.

Frederick’s sharp gaze swept over the crowd, his voice cold and angry.

“If I find out anyone else bullying the interns, your fate will be worse than his!”

Frederick’s aura was chilling. No one dared to make a sound.

But everyone knew, the intern the boss was referring to was Marguerite.

Marguerite felt confused, she couldn’t understand the man in front of her anymore.

Though Yuna falsely accused her of theft, Frederick didn’t question it, even defended her when someone made her hand out flyers.

What kind of man was Frederick?

Marguerite had no answer, shaking her head and ready to get back to work.

Unexpectedly, Frederick’s voice came again, “Marguerite, come upstairs with me.”

The curiosity among the staff grew, some exchanged glances. Marguerite could feel it.

She swallowed, responding in a daze, “Oh… okay…“.