Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 217

Miley put down her mobile phone, her whole being radiating excitement.

A singleton for twenty-one years, was her romance finally on the horizon?

She hopped out of bed to get ready, unintentionally waking Marguerite, who was still in bed.

Despite having a dreamless night, Marguerite's head was heavy and her body weak.

“Miley? Why are you up so early?”

Marguerite propped herself up to look at Miley, who was sitting at the vanity applying makeup. Through the reflection in the mirror, she saw Miley's radiant smile.

“You're awake? Great, let's have breakfast.”

Marguerite rubbed her temples, “Did you order takeout?”

Hearing this, Miley's smile got even wider, “No, a friend is bringing it over.”

Observing Miley's beaming face, Marguerite paused, “A guy?”

Miley blushed, “Yes.”

“You're seeing someone, aren't you?”

“Nothing is set in stone yet!”

Upon hearing this, Marguerite rolled out of bed, sluggishly made her way to the bathroom to freshen up. She then picked out a shirt from Miley's closet to wear. “I'm off to the office.”

Miley turned around, “You're leaving? Stay for breakfast! He'll be here in ten minutes!”

Marguerite gave a light smile, “He's coming over for you, not me. I don't have the good fortune to enjoy his breakfast.”

Miley quickly got up and walked Marguerite to the door, “Why don't you take the day off? You don't look well.”

“I have work at the office. I have to get going.”

Marguerite put on her shoes and walked out the door. She thought for a moment before deciding to give Miley a piece of advice, “Know what you should and shouldn't do. Don't end up like me.”

It took a while for Miley to understand what Marguerite was implying. She playfully slapped Marguerite's arm, “Marguerite! It's just breakfast. Look where your mind went!”

Marguerite gave a meaningful shrug, hailed a cab, and left.

Half an hour later, at the Winston Group.

Frederick looked at her, his fingers interlaced, “I've always been the one giving chances, not receiving them. Don't even think about it!”

Marguerite tossed the files on his desk and came around, so flustered she didn't realize she had grabbed his hand.

“The sales channel of LuxeScents International has always been Grandeur Square Mall. If we choose a smaller mall, it will lower our brand's reputation and significantly affect our sales! Do you want to see Maurice surpass you?”

“The Winston Group's industries are leaders of all industry. Maurice thinks he can surpass us with a small perfume company? Wishful thinking!”

“Fragrance Finesse is just his first move. What about next time? What will it be?”

Marguerite's professional remarks were beyond Frederick's expectations.

It seemed he had underestimated her. If nurtured properly, her potential was limitless.

His gaze fell on Marguerite's pale face, then down to her hand that was holding his.

Marguerite paused, quickly withdrawing her hand. However, Frederick grasped her hand.

“Marguerite, are my affairs that important to you?”