Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite)
Chapter 27

Chapter 27

A look of surprise clearly flashed oss Frederick's handsome face, a slight astonishment flickered in his deep-set eyes.

He smiled, subconsciously stroked Marguerite's soft cheek, "You're not Yuna, then who are you?"

"I am..."

"Alright." Frederick cut off Marguerite's sentence before she could finish it, "Yuna, I've already promised to marry you, I won't break my word,"

"Therefore, you don't need to attract my attention by pulling such boring pranks."

Marguerite was left speechless, thinking, "I didn't mean it that way! This guy's Imagination is really something else!"

He didn't give her a chance to explain further, as company matters were waiting for him. Frederick quickly drove away. Marguerite sighed, returned to her room, put on her face mask, changed clothes, and ther In the afternoon, at LuxeScents International.

The sun shone brightly in the luxurious CEO's office. Frederick's voice was lazy, deep and pleasant like a cello, "Investigate Yuna's grandmother's whereabouts as soon as possible."

Chuck's hair was neatly styled by hair gel, he bowed his back slightly and replied respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Winston."

"Also," Frederick suddenly thought of Marguerite. His previously

flat gaze became sharper, "Have someone secretly monitor Marguerite's computer. If there are any suspicious emails, let me know immediately."

Chuck was initially taken aback, but quickly understood his boss's intentions, "Mr. Winston, do you suspect that Marguerite is a spy sent by a competitor?"

Frederick suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze deep as the ocean, "Not just competitors, her identity is suspicious, we must be careful."

He had already investigated Marguerite twice, and although he had obtained some useful information, strictly speaking, he hadn't seen what he wanted to see, Marguerite was too innocent, an innocence that felt abnormal.

He couldn't believe that a woman with no scheming or blemishes could be his wife.

So, he couldn't let his guard down with Marguerite.

Chuck immediately went to check, half an hour later, he came back with a file.

"Mr. Winston, I just searched Marguerite's computer. She didn't do anything in the morning. She just... looked up some information online."

Frederick's eyes narrowed slightly, "What information?"

Chuck licked his dry lips, tentatively asked, "Mr. Winston, do you need me to read it out?"

The man leaned back in the sofa, an impatient look on his face as he retorted, "Of course."

Chuck was obviously a bit nervous, "Are... you sure?"

"Chuck, if you waste any more time, I'll have the accountant to settle your wages."

Chuck was shaking all over, he didn't want to waste time, it's just that... he couldn't bring himself to say it.

The things Marguerite looked up were too... passionate, he couldn't read them out.

But now that Frederick had spoken, he had to bite the bullet and read it out:

"Mr. Winston, Marguerite searched for the following information: [Frederick's net worth], [The acquisition price of Luxe Scents International], [The number of Frederick's female friends], [Frederick's female friends]..."

Chuck's voice got quieter and quieter, until it was almost inaudible at the end.

He didn't have the guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss by his first name.

So, every time he called out Frederick's name, his head would get closer to the file, until his face was completely buried in the file, daring not to Look at Frederick's expression.

Robert couldn't help but laugh, although not loudly, it was the result of his utmost control.

The expected storm didn't come, Frederick raised an eyebrow, his voice flat, "She spent all morning looking up this stuff?"

Chuck nodded repeatedly, "Yes, she has been looking it up since she came to the office."

"Not focusing on work!" Frederick's voice was full of authority, but his eyes carried a hint of complex emotion.

Then, he changed the subject, "Since she has so much free time, let her come and help me with scent testing."

Chuck wasn't sure whether his boss was genuinely angry or just pretending, but he was worried that Frederick's mood would affect him, so he accepted the order immediately and went to replace Marguerite. Robert looked puzzled, he pointed at himself, then looked at Frederick, "Frederick, wasn't scent testing my job? Why was I replaced as soon as your wife came?"

Frederick shot him a glance, thinking about Chuck's report, a thoughtful smile on his lips.

"Why did she suddenly become interested in the identity of my girlfriends? Does she have other motives?"

Upon hearing this question, Robert immediately began to gossip, "Did Yuna come looking for you this morning?"

"Yes."

"Did Marguerite also see it?"

"Yes."

Robert suddenly started laughing, excitedly slapped his thigh, "Haven't you figured it out yet? She's jealous!" "Jealous?" Frederick was slightly taken aback.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're quite happy to know she's jealous? Could it be you have feelings for her?"

Frederick's gaze flickered, he didn't respond.

Then, Robert suddenly looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, asking, "Are you falling for her? Frederick, are you willing to admit it?"