Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 22

Next morning at Sapphire Valley Estates.

The maid had prepared a hearty breakfast, waiting for Frederick and Marguerite to come downstairs and eat.

The table was still filled with loads of scrumptious dishes, but Marguerite felt a bit out of place when she saw all this.

She instinctively wanted to bolt, but she couldn't do it on an empty stomach, so she had to suck it up and sit at the table. Yet, she didn't know where to start or how to navigate the dining etiquette, afraid she might tick someone off.

Frederick glanced at the clueless Marguerite fumbling with her cutlery, then took a jab at her, "Can't even handle a meal, can you?"

Marguerite felt a sting of defeat. She bit her lip. In the face of the rich man's arrogance, her poor self-esteem always seemed to be so fragile.

Not wanting to lose face, she gritted her teeth and responded, "I can. Just not used to it."

Frederick expertly sliced up the steak in front of him, glanced at her, and coldly said, "Always trying to act."

Marguerite felt utterly embarrassed. In front of Frederick, she felt like a total misfit.

She looked at the spread of food, trying to find something that wouldn't make her look like a goofball when she ate.

She saw a small bread roll, it was tiny, and she knew it wouldn't fill her up.

Just as she was indecisive, a plate of sliced steak suddenly appeared by the table.

The juicy meat looked quite tempting.

Marguerite looked at Frederick in surprise, her eyes filled with confusion.

Why was this man suddenly being so nice?

She swallowed hard, her emotions mixed, "Um, thanks."

Frederick was elegantly slicing another steak, didn't even look at her, "Don't I have a name?"

Er......

She couldn't just call him by his first name, right?

She wanted to call him "Mr. Winston" as usual, but then she remembered the task the mysterious person had given her.

He had asked her to woo Frederick, to make him fall in love with her within three months.