Bride Behind The Mask Novel by (Frederick and Mr. Winston) - Season 2 Episode 41

Marguerite said, “Sure, Frederick kicked me out of the manor, but I didn’t sign anything. You think he can divorce me just like that?”

“You shameless bitch, Marguerite! Let me tell you…”

“Tell me what? Yuna, are you hoping for me to die right in front of you?”

Yuna, fuming, lunged at Marguerite, but Marguerite grabbed her wrist.

You want me dead, don’t you? You dumped me in the warehouse at Marina Shores Village over 20 days ago, expecting me to vanish into thin air?”

As she spoke, Marguerite put on a mock thoughtful expression and then burst out laughing.

“I remember there’s a tradition in Stonebridge City. If a spouse dies, the other one has to mourn for a year. Yuna, if I die, Frederick would be in mourning for an entire year! Can you guarantee that he won’t fall for another woman during that time?”

Yuna, red–eyed with fury and disgust, looked like she wanted to tear Marguerite to shreds and brutally finish her off.

But Marguerite’s words stopped her from lifting a finger.

She wanted Marguerite dead more than anyone else, but Marguerite just couldn’t die!

That was so infuriating! It was unbearable!

Marguerite snorted again, let go of Yuna’s hand, and said coolly, “Yuna, you better pray I stay safe and sound. Or else, you might not find it easy to join the Winston family.”

“I’m not that naive to just let you die, that wouldn’t be fun at all, I’m not done playing with you just yet!”

Yuna, who had just been threatened by Marguerite, lost credibility even as she blustered.

Seeing Marguerite’s lack of reaction, she suddenly started laughing, looking very pleased with herself.

“By the way, Frederick bought all the shops in Promenade Plaza as my birthday gift. He also booked the most expensive restaurant for my birthday celebration tomorrow. You’re job hunting, right? Sorry, we only hire staff with a bachelor’s degree or above, and you are not qualified.”

Frederick bought her a whole street of shops! That must have Marguerite green with envy, right?

Yuna, thinking she had successfully flaunted, left with a spring in her step.

By then, night had fallen, and Promenade Plaza was at its busiest.

Neon lights blinked, and the crowd buzzed.

Marguerite stood at the end of Promenade Plaza, peering down a long street with no end in sight.

She felt lost.

No wonder she couldn’t even secure a job as a dishwasher, Frederick was so enchanted by Yuna that he had gifted her an entire street just to keep her happy.

But tomorrow was also Marguerite’s birthday, too.

Thinking about this was heart–wrenching, and the loneliness was indescribable.

She stumbled into an alley.

At the end of the alley was a bar named The Drunken Donkey.

Marguerite was about to leave when she noticed a hiring notice on the bar’s window.

(URGENT: Female salesperson required, working hours from 20:00 to 24:00, no degree required, part–time acceptable. Job description: Selling liquor. Salary composed of basic wage of 3000 USD and 20% of monthly sales.