Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 739

Marguerite's voice was tinged with a roar, her petite frame trembling uncontrollably from sheer anger and excitement.

Maurice looked at Marguerite, his face a complex mix of emotions. Until this moment, he had no idea that the web of lies he had spun was already unraveled by Marguerite.

His tone remained calm, but his displeasure was evident:

"Marguerite, cut the drama, will you?"

"Drama?"

Marguerite felt like she had just heard the joke of the century, pointing at two reports on the floor, her smile dripping with sarcasm.

"Why don't you take a good look at what's on the floor before you talk to me?"

Maurice's eyebrows furrowed as he glanced at Marguerite, then bent down, his slender fingers picking up the reports from the floor, his eyes quickly scanning them.

Marguerite saw his gaze shift from disdain to doubt, and then to anger.

Yet, the man's expression remained largely unchanged throughout.

Marguerite's sense of irony grew stronger.

An actor!

Maurice was indeed a masterful actor!

His lies were exposed right to his face, yet he managed to keep his composure.

He had hidden himself well, embodying a stoic nature to the fullest!

No wonder she was always at a disadvantage; she was no match for him!

After reading the reports, Maurice acted as if nothing had happened, neatly stacking the papers and slipping them back into Marguerite's purse.

"Must've been tough keeping all that bottled up, huh?"

Marguerite was floored by his reaction.

Should she be thanking him for his understanding?

It wasn't just tough; her heart was on the verge of bursting!

Every day felt like a ticking time bomb.

So today, Marguerite was done beating around the bush with Maurice.

He questioned her, "Did you give her my vasectomy report?"

Daphne's laughter was unbridled, her tone unapologetic: "So what if I did?"

Maurice's fists clenched white, his entire being radiating a murderous aura.

Daphne glanced at Maurice's clenched fist nonchalantly, then took a step towards him, chin lifted in defiance, her eyes brimming with triumph.

"What? You want to hit me? Go ahead. Maurice, why do you think I would help you out of the blue?

I went to jail for you, and as soon as I got out, I was busy finding a hacker for you. And then, after tasting sweet success, you want to kick me to the curb and fly high with Marguerite?

Maurice, Marguerite said it best, did you really think everyone would be content being fooled by you? I'm not the naive fool I once was."

Maurice's fury was unquenchable, his eyes locking onto Daphne with vengeful fire.

"You've messed up all my plans! Fool!"

He cursed through gritted teeth, then pulled out his phone, immediately calling Janie.

"I don't care how you do it, bring Teresa to me from Stonebridge City right now. Also, send me the paternity test results between her and Frederick by fax!"