Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 32

Marguerite felt super awkward to walk with Frederick, so she dawdled at her desk for a bit before she finally headed to the CEO’s office

By then, Frederick was at his desk, with a tablet in one hand, his fingers sliding across the screen.

Robert was lounging on the sofa, his eyes viewing around, which freaked Marguerite out.

Frederick seemed so engrossed in his tablet that Marguerite didn’t dare to interrupt him. She just stood silently by his side, like a kid who had done something wrong.

The tense silence was making Robert really antsy.

He could understand Frederick’s stubbornness, but how could Marguerite be so thick? Did his reminder yesterday go in one ear and out the other?

Robert couldn’t help but say in a laid–back tone, “Marguerite, Mr. Winston solved your issue, don’t you think you should thank him?”

Marguerite’s eyes lit up. Although she didn’t understand why Frederick helped her, she knew she should say thanks regardless.

She blushed and said sincerely, “Thanks, Mr. Winston.”

“Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t do it for you.” Frederick’s cold voice came out of the blue, right after Marguerite finished her sentence.

Marguerite was taken aback, while Robert found Frederick’s dishonesty frustrating.

“I just can’t stand the bullying culture in this company. If everyone wastes their time picking on interns, who’s gonna make money for rhe?”

Robert scratched his head, “This bullying stuff happens every year. Why didn’t you stand up for these poor interns before?”

Frederick stopped scrolling on his tablet, the fire in his eyes seemed to want to swallow Robert, “Why are you so chatty today?”

Robert just grinned.

He knew his friend was way too proud and headstrong.

Getting him to speak his mind was like pulling teeth,

But he felt really out of place in the current environment.

After some thought, he realized it’s because he shouldn’t stick around in this situation!

Ever since Marguerite joined the company, he had become the third wheel.

Robert clapped his hands, stood up and headed for the door, “Alright, I’m outta here!”

Suddenly, it was just Frederick and Marguerite left in the vast office.

Marguerite really didn’t understand why Frederick called her over, only to say nothing and just stare at his tablet.

There should be a certain distance between a boss and his subordinate, let alone their complex relationship.

Marguerite paused, then said in a low voice, “Mr. Winston, if you don’t need me, I’ll go back to work.”

“Wait.” Frederick finally broke his lazy demeanor, slowly lifting his eyelids, holding his tablet with one hand. Then he pushed it towards Marguerite, “I’m giving you a piece of jewelry. Pick one you like.”

Marguerite, “What?”

Give her jewelry? Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Was he still that Frederick? Why would he give her something out of the blue?

Frederick’s unexpected friendly gesture made Marguerite flustered. She stared at him in disbelief, but couldn’t read any emotion from his expression.

All she saw was his handsome face and his cold, distant eyes.

“Why… are you giving me a gift?”

Frederick’s gaze shifted slightly towards the tablet, “Just take a look.”

Hearing this, Marguerite hesitantly picked up the tablet and looked down.

On the screen, the jewelry was quite flashy, a shiny bracelet with a diamond hanging on it.

It was exactly the same as the one Yuna falsely claimed she lost!

Marguerite suddenly caught on to Frederick’s intention.

He wasn’t giving her jewelry, he was clearly insulting her!

With a face full of shame, Marguerite gritted her teeth, holding back her anger, “What do you mean by this?”

Frederick frowned, his sharp eyes filled with contempt and disdain, “I can give you what Yuna has. But you need to ask for me, not steal.”