Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 81

“You’re a detective now? I thought you studied finance?”

Just then, the waiter served the food. Miley grabbed the steak, and started chowing down, not caring about her manners at all.

“That was just to keep my dad off my back. I like to get the dirt on people, especially the powerful families, you know. I’ve been doing it for years.”

Miley took a bite of her steak and gulped down her drink, “So do you want me to dig some dirt up for you? I’m dying to know what’s going on with Yuna’s farity.” Marguerite absentmindedly stirred the pasta in front of her and after a moment of thought, she shook her head and said, “Never mind, it’s not necessar Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Once she got divorced, her grandmother should start getting better.

And then she would leave Stonebridge City with her grandmother and start a new life somewhere else.

Everything that happened in Stonebridge City, whether it was with Yuna or Frederick, would have nothing to do with her.

Miley was about to say something more when she spotted a very handsome man standing behind Marguerite. “Marguerite?” he asked softly,

Marguerite turned around and saw a man with silver glasses, bending slightly and smiling at her.

She recognized him instantly. It was her grandmother’s doctor, Steven,

“Steven, what are you doing here?”

Steven had taken off his work clothes and was wearing a black silk shirt, the top few buttons undone, revealing his collarbone.

He sat down next to Marguerite and smiled. “Just finished work and thought I’d grab a bite. Would you mind if I join?”

“Not at all, eat whatever you want, it’s on me.” Miley quickly answered for Marguerite.

Seeing her friend’s familiar love–struck face, Marguerite couldn’t help but smile.

Besides being a gossip, Miley had a thing for handsome guys. For Miley, looks were everything.

She was also great at socializing. Without any introductions from Marguerite, she had already exchanged business cards with Steven,

Then Miley started sharing her overseas experiences with them. When she finally ran out of stearn, Steven turned to Marguerite, saying, “By the way, your grandma might wake up in the next few days. Are you ready?”

Marguerite was thrilled. “Her condition is stable?”

Steven nodded slightly, “Almost”

Marguerite was over the moon, her smile as bright as a sunflower,

Seeing how excited Marguerite was, Steven had to remind her, “Don’t let your guard down, you still need to keep a close eye on your grandma’s condition.”

Marguerite snapped back to reality. Her grandmother was about to wake up, and yet Steven, as the attending doctor, had no hint of excitement on his face. This was somewhat unusual.

“Steven, is there something you’re not telling me?”

The man’s gaze was profound, and he looked meaningfully at Marguerite for a few seconds. Then suddenly, he smiled and gracefully placed a piece of the steak in his mouth, savoring it while replying. “Your grandma is still unconscious, and many tests can’t be done. But the results of the tests that have been done are all normal. I’m just worried about the unexpected. It’s always best to be cautious.”

Marguerite nodded, looking worried. “I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow afternoon.”

Miley was excited. “I’ll drive you. We can have lunch together too.”

By the time the trio left the restaurant, it was getting dark.

Miley lived above the restaurant, so Steven offered to drive Marguerite home.

Marguerite wanted to refuse at first, but she wanted to know more about her grandma’s condition, so she got into Steven’s fancy McLaren.

Sapphire Valley Estates.

It was almost eight in the evening, and Marguerite was not back yet

Frederick sat on the couch, reading the paper. Even though he was reading, his focus was completely on the door. Every little noise, he thought it was Marguerite coming back.

Chuck decided to test the waters. “Mr. Winston, do you want to call Marguerite? You’ve been waiting for her for three hours.”

Frederick looked up from his paper and glared at Chuck. “I’m not waiting for her.”

Despite his words, Frederick’s actions told a different story. He tossed the paper aside and headed for the door.

Chuck quickly followed. “Mr. Winston, where are you going?”

“Just going for a walk.”

Chuck was speechless.

Frederick walked out, looking irritated.

Did he upset her?

He had deliberately asked her to set aside time for today. He had dressed up, even neatly combing his hair.

It was supposed to be a shopping date.

But then Yuna showed up and messed up his plans.

Marguerite must be upset.

Lost in thought, Frederick found himself at the gate of the mansion.

Just then, two headlights lit up the darkness.

Frederick squinted at the lights, not really caring. But then a McLaren pulled up under the locust tree not far from the mansion.

Then Marguerite got out of the passenger seat.