Chapter 305
Bride Behind The Mask
Marguerite, seasoned by her years in the advertisement industry, had perfected the art of blulfing Walking briskly towards the manor, she passed the side gate without giving it a second glance, and even look the Initiative to great the old quard âHey, youâre new here, arenât you? I havenât seen you around beforeâ Marguente fed to sound nonchalant, deliberately creating an impression of familiarity with the manor.
The old guard eyed Marguerite suspiciousty, blocking her path. âAnd who might you be?â
Unfazed, Marguerite gestured towards the construction workers in the manor Tm an architect Those guys in there are from our companyâ
The old guard was clearly skeptical Before taking over Neals shift, heâd herh warned about a woman in a yellow Polo whoâd been hanging around the manor. It seemed she had her eyes on the young manters of the house So, when Marguerite parked her car, the old guard was already on high alert.
âAn architect? From which company?â
Marguerite might be good at bluffing, but architecture was a field she hadnât dabbled in before Caught off guard by the question, she faltered.
With a stern face, the old guard shut the side gate and locked it, leaving Marguerite on the outside, Trespassing isnât allowed here! Be on your wayâ
Faced with the guardâs firm dismissal, Marguerite grew desperate She clung to the cold railings, pleading. âJust a few questions and Iâll be on my way is the master of the house is his name Frederick?â
The goard looked at Marguerite in surprise, a hint of unease in his eyes.
He wasnt sure how to respond when Marguerite continued, âHeâs tall, about 62, with a mole near his eye. Have you seen him?â
âNo!â the guard responded firmly âNo? Marguerite couldnât believe it She pressed on, âWhat about a woman about my age? Named Yuna! She looks exactly like me!
Exactly!â
Marguerite looked hopefully at the guard, who just stared back in confusion The security team was new and werenât aware of many things. The master did bring a woman home a week ago. Although he hadnât seen her he found it impossible to believe that she could look exactly like the woman standing before him.
*Just tell me, yes or no, and Iâll leave right away!â
The guard pulled out his phone and showed Marguerite the screen, âIf you donât leave now, Iâm calling the copsâ
Marguente looked into the guardâs eyes and realized the kindest people often took their responsibilities the most seriously. She wasnt going to get any information out of him.
With a heavy sigh, her face fell, Tm sorry for wasting your time Marguente retreated to her car in defeat, her mood taking a while to lift. She never thought shed be so desperate for information about Frederick. Even after disappearing for three years, the mere thought of him brought her immense pain.
Tears streamed down Margueriteâs cheeks as her phone buzzed incessantly Miley sent her a photo.
Before Marguerite could even open it. Miley was already calling âGot it. Yunaâs twins, oneâs named Manley Winston, the other Hayes Winston Hayes is the younger one, not very favored. Check out the photo for the restâ
Margueriteâs heart skipped a beat.
Hayes!