Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 162

The following day.

Marguerite was still in a drowsy slumber when she received a call from the Regal Haven Hotel, notifying her to report for her new job.

She was jolted awake by the news, and it took her a moment to comprehend what was being said.

She was being asked to start work at the Regal Haven Hotel?

Just like that?

Only yesterday, she had been turned down by the manager, and now, merely a day later, they had changed their minds?

Was this what they called a stroke of luck?

Marguerite hastily got out of bed and freshened up. After a quick breakfast, she made her way to the Regal Haven Hotel.

Why bother about his sudden change of heart? As long as she had a job, that was all that mattered!

Upon her arrival, Hawk personally took care of her employment formalities.

His solicitous attitude and warm smile left Marguerite stunned.

Hawk suddenly showed her so much care, and the entry process was too smooth!

She was unaware that, upon learning Marguerite was friends with Chuck and acquainted with Frederick, the kingpin of Stonebridge City, Hawk wouldn't dare be negligent.

Marguerite, still in a daze, finished her induction and donned her black uniform to start her shift. Just as she was heading to her workstation, she remembered she had left her ID with Hawk.

In the lobby, she spotted Hawk chatting with Chuck behind a potted plant while they smoked.

Even Marguerite, who wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, would know her smooth sailing at work was all thanks to Chuck's help.

Hawk left without saying a word, and Marguerite approached Chuck with a grateful smile, "Thank you, Chuck."

Chuck promptly discarded his cigarette when he saw Marguerite approaching.

He didn't want to see Marguerite and Mr. Winston grow apart. With a sigh, he made one last attempt, "Marguerite, are you really not considering going back? If you apologize to Mr. Winston, he might let you move back in."

Marguerite remained calm, her emotions in check.

"Chuck, like you said before, no matter what, the baby in my stomach isn't his. So what's the point of going back? To make him feel uncomfortable? It's time we said our goodbyes."

"Isn't there a chance for negotiation?"

Marguerite smiled, choosing to ignore his question. "Chuck, thanks for helping me get a job. Although I'm not capable of much, if you ever need my help, I'm here. Goodbye."

Without waiting for Chuck's response, she calmly turned and walked away.

Her slim figure, shrouded in cold aloofness, was a poignant sight to behold.

Chuck felt a sense of regret for Frederick, little did he know, at that very moment, a prestigious Rolls-Royce Cullinan was quietly parked at the entrance of the Regal Haven Hotel.