Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 263

Marguerite cried until her voice was hoarse, until no sound could escape her throat

Tears fell like a dam had burst

She sobbed uncontrollably, repeating over and over again, Laverne was my grandma, she was my real grandma.”

Frederick gently pulled Marguente back into his arms, soothingly patting her back as he reaffirmed, “Yes, yes, Laverne was, the always be your grandma”

Despite his comforting words, surprise and confusion swirled in his eyes. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He remembered this wasn’t the first time that Marquente had claimed Laverne as her grandmother

The last time was in the hospital, after Laverne had a near–death experience. The Ablett couple had provided a detailed explanation, and when Laverne awoke, she didn’t recognize Marguerite So naturally, he had believed them.

But now, with Laverne’s passing Marguerite was making the claim again. The fervor in her voice, the determination in her demeanor, it didn’t seem like the was lying

What could possibly be going wrong?

Could there be secrets between Marguerite and Laverne that he wasn’t privy to?

He had to get to the bottom of it

Back at the mansion, Marguerite was exhausted. He put her to bed gently, then summoned Chuck to his study

“Look into the relationship between Marguerite and Laverne again,” he commanded, his handsome face hardened by the pain of Laverne’s passing

“Yes, Mr Winston, Chuck quickly responded, preparing to leave the study to start his investigation

But just as he reached the door, Frederick’s sharp voice called him back. “What about the investigation into Yuna’s sister? Any leads?”

Chuck paused, turned around, and reported, “Mr. Winston, I found out that Zoe had given birth at a small clinic in Marina Shores Village I’m currently trying to locate her I believe we’ll have results soon.”

Frederick Hit a cigarette, the milky smoke swirling in front of his face, highlighting his sharp features and the intensity in his eyes

He seened deep in thought, but there was a hint of hesitation in his expression.

Chuck ventured a guess, “Mr Winston, you don’t think Yuna’s sister could be Marguerite, do you?”

Frederick exhaled a ring of smoke, nodding slightly. “Yes”

“But,” Chuck said, “the Lockwood family claimed that the child they lost was a year younger than Yuna. If I’m not mistaken, Marguente and Yuna are the same age” “Don’t trust everything they say Just do your job”

“Yes, Mr. Winston”

After Chuck left, Frederick sank into deep thought again.

He considered the Lockwood family’s long history of deception, their well honed skills in manipulation. He should have been more skeptical

If the truth was as Marguente claimed, that Laverne was her biological grandmother, that would mean Marguente and Yuna were sisters, shanng the same

bloodline.

If that was the case, had the Lockwood family been lying to him all along?

What else had they lied about?

Could it be that the person who saved his life fifteen years ago was Marguerite, not Yuna?

The more Frederick thought, the more frustrated he became Without any leads, he needed evidence to support his suspicions

From now on, he would not trust a word from the Lockwood family

Evidence

That’s all he would rely on