Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 696

But before Marguerite could delve deeper into her thoughts, Stella abruptly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, Freddie, Maurice found out I'm back in town and wants to meet up. He says he's got this new tech that could be a game-changer for treating depression. What do you think? Should I take him up on his offer? The paycheck he's dangling is pretty sweet."

New tech?

Marguerite's mind instantly went to the wafer technology. No need to guess—Maurice must have been turned down by that hospital yesterday; otherwise, he wouldn't be approaching Stella for a partnership.

Yet, Marguerite found Maurice's approach puzzling. After all, both Frederick and Maurice hadn't secured the final rights to the wafer tech. Why was he in such a rush to find partners? Wasn't he worried that Frederick might end up with the tech? It was unlike Maurice to be this impulsive.

Meanwhile, Frederick took a sip of his Da Hong Pao tea, the droplets highlighting his lips, making them look fuller and more vivid.

"Do you know what his new tech is about?"

Stella shook her head, a hint of bewilderment in her eyes. "That's just it; I don't, which is why I came to you for insights!"

"Guess you'll know whether to partner up once he spills the beans," Frederick said with a confident smile, an air of authority surrounding him.

"It's not some illegal tech, is it? You know me, Freddie. I'm all about the money. If the price is right, who knows? I might just say yes."

Stella's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief.

Frederick, however, set his teacup down and stood up, not mincing his words:

"If that's the case, you'd disappoint Robert."

Maurice was already here?

Neither expected this encounter, and Daphne, upon seeing Marguerite, immediately clung to Maurice's arm, as if staking her claim.

Maurice, however, silently withdrew his arm, his gaze briefly meeting Frederick's before resting on Marguerite.

Marguerite figured Maurice didn't know she had already met Daphne. But she wanted to keep it under wraps and quickly turned to Violet, "Get the car from the parking lot."

"Okay."

Once Violet left, Maurice approached Marguerite, seizing her arm and demanding, "Shouldn't you be at work right now? Come home with me!"