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Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 163
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Chapter 163

Having re

Ihat I from Hawk, Marguere quickly returned to the reception desk, determined to locate the guest

information for room 1205

Upon her

oyment, she had been given her own username and password for the front desk system. Thus, she

had no difficulty accessing the quests‘ registry

The Ragal Haven Hotel had nearly a thousand rooms, and the number of guests who stayed there

within a month was immense. As Marguente scanned the list of names on the screen, she felt

overwhelmed.

Searching through this lensive list would take forever

No way!

She needed to narrow it down, to sort by specific dates

But, the couldn’t for the life of her, recall the exact date of the fling

She was stumped, her brows furrowed in deep concentration, her face etched with senousness

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What else happened after the one–night stand? The casino, the mask, the mysterious person

proposing a collaboration…

The mysterious person? Collaboration?

Right

The day after the one–night stand, the mysterious person had sent her a text message about a

potential treatment for her grandmother!

The text message had a date!

With a sudden realization, Marguerite felt a surge of relief. She immediately pulled out her phone,

scrolled through her messages, searching for that particular one Reaching the end of her inbox,

Marguente finally found the familiar text. The date displayed was April 28th.

So, the night of the one–night stand was April 27th!

As she moved closer to the truth, Marguente felt a strange sense of anxiety. Her heart pounded in her

chest, her breath held

She put her phone down and began to narrow down the guest information to April 27th. As she was

about to hit enter, her view was blocked by a looming shadow She knew, a guest had amived

In an instinctive move, she hid the screen, stood up, and greeted the visitor with a professional smile,

“Hello, welcome to Regal Haven Hotel…”

Her greeting was cut short as she froze, her eyes wide with shock.

She was taken aback by the man’s imposing figure, radiating an air of confidence and superiority

Unlike his usual business attire, he was dressed casually in a white tracksuit, giving off a laid–back

vibe.

His chestnut hair was slightly disheveled, but it added to his charm. He was incredibly attractive, his

eyes, however, were a mix of indifference and contempt

Frederick?

Why was he here?

Marguerite was caught in a whirlwind of thoughts, but she had made up her mind to distance herself

from Fredenck. She quickly masked her emotions, her professional smile reappeared, her voice laced

with polite detachment.

“Good afternoon, sir. Welcome to Regal Haven Hotel.”

Frederick’s eyes slightly narrowed, his expression was cold and stern, causing Marguerite’s heart to

flutter

This woman, she was good at pretending.

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After all those days of separation, he didn’t believe for a second that she was not flustered!

“Sir? How may I assist you today? We have limited availability at the moment, with most of our guests

yet to check out. We only have a few rooms left on the fifteenth and twentieth floors. If you have no

specific requirements, I can arrange for you to stay in the Presidential Suite on the twentieth floor. It is

well–lit, and the

view is…

“Marguerite.”

Frederick finally spoke.

Marguerite abruptly stopped talking, her face fell

She had been trying her best to distance herself from him, to pretend she didn’t recognize him. But why

wouldn’t he let her? Why did he have to call her by her

name?

Wasn’t it better to pretend they were strangers?

Her nose ungled, and her eyes welled up.

Marguerite looked down, afraid to meet his gaze, worried that she might break down.

Then, his cold and husky voice echoed in Marguerite’s ears, “Pack your things. You’re coming home

with me”

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