Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 709

Marguerite genuinely couldn't figure out what on earth she and Daphne had to talk about. They had only met three times, hardly enough to become chummy to the point of chatting about everything under the sun. Yet, because Daphne held Maurice's vasectomy report, and Marguerite was a whisper away from the truth, she found herself reluctantly joining Daphne in the car.

The car zoomed off, quickly leaving the city's hustle and bustle behind, and stopped at a deserted lakeside that seemed miles from anywhere.

Daphne, clutching a manila folder, stepped out of the car. It was then that Marguerite noticed the stilettos Daphne was wearing today – at least four inches tall. Already towering, these heels made Daphne appear as an imposing mountain standing before Marguerite.

Her presence was indeed commanding, but Marguerite was far from intimidated.

"Can I have what I came for?" Marguerite asked, extending her hand.

Looking down from her lofty height, Daphne crossed her arms, the manila folder lazily pinched between her fingers.

"How about a deal?"

"What kind of deal?"

"I give you the report, and you convince Frederick to drop the wafer tech project."

"Do you honestly think I have that kind of pull?"