Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 410

An hour later, Frederick and Robert's overtime finally came to an end.

Robert stretched languidly, yawned, and got up to leave.

“I’m off. Oh, and remember to get to the office early tomorrow. We haven't done a psychological debriefing in days, I need to test your olfactory sensitivity."

As he spoke, Robert was already making his way to the door.

Suddenly, Frederick spoke up, his voice threaded with exhaustion, "Wait a moment."

Robert turned around, his eyelids heavy with sleep. He squinted at Frederick, "What is it?"

Frederick unconsciously licked his lips, finding it somewhat difficult to voice his question, "... what kind of toys do little girls generally like?"

Little girls? Toys?

Robert's sleepiness evaporated instantly. He crossed his arms and laughed at Frederick, mimicking his tone on purpose, "Teresa's got you wrapped around her little finger, hasn't she?"

Upon hearing this, Frederick's face darkened, "Cut the crap! Just tell me!"

Robert shrugged nonchalantly, grinning cheekily at Frederick, "I've never had a daughter, how would I know what she likes? But Frederick, you've upset her, so it's your job to make it right. If I help you out, I'd be taking the credit. Next thing you know, she'll be calling me 'daddy'."

Frederick shot Robert a frosty glare, harboring a momentary fantasy of sending him off to toil away in grueling hardship!

"Get out!"

After Robert left, Frederick once again found himself at a crossroads.

His pride wouldn't allow him to bow down to Teresa, especially since she was Marguerite and Maurice's daughter. Why should he care if she was upset or not?

The fact that he could tolerate Teresa's presence at the mansion to accompany Hayes was already a significant concession. But the little girl was pushing it, even demanding an apology from him? No way!

His annoyance slowly subsided, and Frederick almost burst out laughing.

[The team leader election is for next semester. This term has already ended. Please, Ms. Lockwood, don't worry too much.]

Marguerite on the other end was taken aback. The term had ended?

Even though winter break was near, she distinctly remembered that Teresa had only been attending classes for less than a week!

Seemed like the Taekwondo class started too late?

Just as Marguerite was considering how to respond, Frederick sent another message.

[Before winter break, we need to prepare gifts for the students. Does Teresa have any other hobbies, or any particular toy she wants?]