Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 28

Robert's sudden interrogation made Frederick feel uneasy, a feeling he absolutely hated. He shot Robert a disgruntled look and said,

"Buzz off! Quit spouting nonsense."

Robert shrugged, not surprised by Frederick's reaction.

Frederick was a man who'd never been in love. For all Robert knew, Frederick probably didn't even know what love felt like.

So Robert wasn't expecting Frederick to admit. Those words might never come out of Frederick's mouth.

But that was okay, there was still time.

Meanwhile...

Chuck couldn't find Marguerite at the office.

Marguerite didn't have a fancy degree, wasn't exactly a beauty, and was just an intern. She got pushed around by her co-workers, running errands and putting up with their snide remarks and ridicule.

The worst part? She didn't even have time to grab lunch before her boss sent her out to distribute leaflets.

Marguerite knew this was just another way her colleagues were bullying her. The company's reputation was already well-known, there was no need to hand out flyers on the street.

But she was on a low position and had no say in the matter. All she could do was suck it up and endure the mistreatment.

From noon till around 2 or 3 in the afternoon, the sun was at its peak. She was out there for a solid three hours.

She wasn't some spoiled brat, and she'd done all sorts of jobs to make ends meet. So handing out flyers wasn't a big deal.

But without lunch, she was running on empty. She was hungry and dizzy, and almost got heatstroke.

But Marguerite couldn't stop. There was hardly anyone around the storefront, and she still had a stack of leaflets to hand out before she could clock out.

She patiently handed a flyer to a passerby who ignored her and even went out of their way to avoid her.

Marguerite didn't let it get her down. She was about to approach the next person when she felt a hard shove on her shoulder.

She turned around to see a woman dressed with famous brands, carrying bags of designer labels. It was Yuna, wasn't it?

"God, Marguerite! You're handing out flyers? Aren't you Frederick's wife? Isn't he taking care of you?"

Yuna's fingers casually brushed against her neck, her diamond necklace caught the sunlight and sparkled.

Marguerite didn't respond, she just moved past Yuna and continued with her work.

But Yuna was persistent. She showed her bracelet which made Marguerite incredibly annoying.

"Marguerite, does Frederick know you're doing such a menial job? He shouldn't let you do this. Look at me, he had someone give me a card loaded with money. He said I could spend it however I wanted and when it runs out, I should just ask him for more."

Marguerite pretended not to hear, she was busy handing out flyers to passerby, greeting them with a pleasant, "Hello, our company is..."

"Hello, would you like to buy some perfume? Our company is..."

"Hello..."