Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 693

Violet was baffled by the man's questioning, his face filled with suspicion and caution, making her feel utterly lost and vulnerable. She swallowed hard, feeling the intimidating aura of the man, making her take a step back subconsciously:

"I saw the job listing on a hiring app and sent in my resume. Marguerite interviewed me and decided to keep me on."

Frederick frowned at Marguerite. "You hired her?"

Marguerite, puzzled, replied, "Is there a problem?"

The man remained silent, his probing gaze lingering on Marguerite for a moment, as if in deep thought. Then, he shifted his attention back to Violet.

"Where did you get that scarf around your neck?"

His blunt question startled Violet, making her shiver. Marguerite didn't see any reason for Violet's fear but still pulled her behind, explaining:

"Her parents were silk fabric suppliers. She's been around these materials since she was a kid. Wearing a scarf isn't a crime."

The man's deep look was intriguing, yet he didn't ask any further, walking past them towards the office area, commanding without expression:

"Leave and close the door behind you."

Violet, momentarily stunned, realized he was talking to her. She glanced at Marguerite, then timidly made her way to the door. Just as she was about to leave, Frederick's clear voice stopped her.

"Wait."

Marguerite was confused. "What now?"

Violet turned around, "Mr. Winston, yes?"

"Take off the scarf. Don't wear it again."

Frederick sighed, a hint of exasperation showing. This woman's ability to exaggerate was getting stronger by the day. He tapped Marguerite's nose lightly.

"Don't get smart with me. Protecting someone doesn't work like that. Did you not see Violet almost getting strangled by Yuna?"

Marguerite instinctively recoiled, feeling the ambiguity in Frederick's gesture. This man, had he forgotten how he rejected her just last night? The thought made Marguerite feel gloomy, but Frederick quickly withdrew his hand and started typing on his computer with focused attention.

"This is a critical time, don't provoke her."

"If she doesn't bother me, I'd be grateful. Better find her a hospital to check in."

As soon as she finished speaking, Frederick's phone rang inconveniently. He was about to answer, but his hand slipped, accidentally hitting the speakerphone button. A super sweet voice unexpectedly filled the room:

"Freddie, you were the one who asked me out. How come you're not here yet?"