Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 674

Chapter 676

This winter felt endlessly long, as if the universe itself was throwing a tantrum, painting Stonebridge City white

with snow for three straight days.

Once the snow ceased, word cfrom the local police that Penelope's case was being temporarily treated as a

missing person's case. No sign of her, yet a funeral was still a must.

On the first day of the wake, the funeral hwas bustling, drawing almost the entire elite of Stonebridge City.

Marguerite scanned the crowd but couldn't spot Hackett. Miley, guiding Marguerite through the throng,

whispered, "Hackett's in denial about his mother's passing, refusing to have a funeral. But Robert, he's more

grounded, ready to move on. He's the one who arranged all this; Hackett didn't show."

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After putting a black armband on Marguerite, Yuna appeared out of nowhere, fury written all over her face.

"Marguerite! What right do you have to be here? Black armbands are for family only. Who do you think you are?

Get lost!"

Yuna reached for Marguerite's armband, but Robert, who was welcoming guests, quickly intervened, scolding

Yuna in a hushed tone, "Must you make a scene in front of mom?"

Robert looked worn, his usually clean-shaven face now sporting a stubble, his voice hoarse and lifeless. Yuna,

fuming, insisted, "The black armband is for family!"

"And you're fighting over a piece of cloth? Marguerite is practically mom's goddaughter, she's no threat to your

inheritance," Robert retorted coldly, baffling Marguerite.

"If you don't want everyone to know what you've been up to since mom passed, maybe light a candle for her in

peace."

Yuna, effectively threatened, stormed off after shooting Marguerite a venomous look. Robert then turned to

Marguerite, his tone softening, "You alright?" Marguerite nodded.

"I might not be able to look after you with all these guests. Don't take it to heart." "It's okay, go do what you

need to."

As Robert left, Marguerite turned to Miley, confused, "What was Robert talking about?"

Miley, clearly agitated, vented, "Don't getstarted! The police just marked my mother-in-law as missing

yesterday, and Yuna started stirring trouble at hlast night, hinting at splitting the inheritance, driving Robert

mad! Can you believe it? Before we even find her body, Yuna's only thinking about the inheritance! And what's

worse? Hackett is actually siding with Yuna, suggesting... ‘Maybe Penelope would've wanted Yuna to have extra

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security, why not give her Poppy Petal Fragrances?’ Can you believe that? Handing Poppy Petal Fragrances over

to Yuna is like waiting for bankruptcy!"

Marguerite couldn't believe the turn of events in the Fitzgerald family, once a picture of harmony and happiness,

now squabbling over inheritance. But then again, it wasn't entirely surprising with Yuna stirring the pot.

Marguerite felt for Penelope, truly.

"No wonder she looks different today."

"Exactly! After hearing she'd get a hefty inheritance, Yuna had her forehead plumped up with fillers this morning.

Looks like a doughy bun, for heaven's sake!"

Marguerite didn't join in on Miley's rant. Penelope's crystal casket was displayed in the center of the wake hall,

but her heart wasn't there for ridicule. Approaching the casket, Marguerite saw it didn't contain Penelope's body

but her favorite dress and scarf, surrounded by beautiful flowers. And Marguerite's heart ached, piece by piece.