NovelEnglishChapter 855
This was the first tMarguerite had ever seen him in a suit.
A mask covered the scars on his face, leaving only his bright, striking eyes and a slightly broad forehead visible.
The upper half of his face was undeniably handsome, and the black suit only emphasized his tall, commanding
presence.
The confidence he exuded in a suit and tie was uncannily identical to Frederick's.
It was hard to imagine that two entirely different people could share such an astonishingly similar aura. Even
though she knew it was just a coincidence, Marguerite still found herself doing a double-take every time.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Marguerite glanced at Violet, who looked happier than Marguerite had ever seen
her before. Unable to help herself, Marguerite corrected her:
picking out a wedding dress? You must be confused."
Violet stuck out her tongue playfully. “I know, | know! I'm just joking! Marguerite, tomorrow's my big day, and I've
already sent an invitation to your place."
Maurice and Silas nodded politely in greeting before moving to stand beside Marguerite. Maurice draped an arm
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtover her shoulders with effortless familiarity and, just as naturally, answered for her.
"I'm afraid we won't be able to make it. Tomorrow is the launch for Polar Radiance, and there's a press
conference."
He was speaking to Violet, but his gaze lingered a moment longer on Silas, something unspoken in his eyes.
Violet, however, was far too distracted by the sight of Maurice's arm around Marguerite to pay attention to
anything he said. She glanced at Maurice, then casually but firmly pulled Marguerite out of his embrace. She
flashed Maurice a quick smile, saying,
"Mr. Winston, | need to have a word with Marguerite."
He nodded with a polite smile. "Of course."
At the doorway to the fitting room, Violet lowered her voice in a rush. "Marguerite, what's going on with you and
Maurice?"
Marguerite's expression was completely flat. "Nothing's going on. He's the only one interested. Isn't it obvious?"
Realization finally dawned on Violet.
"I knew it! thought you two were together for a second. But what rotten luck, huh? Of all times for the press
conference, it had to land on my wedding day! Marguerite | really, really want you to come."
Violet pouted, tugging at Marguerite's arm like a child begging for candy.
That was the charm of being young-her playful whining cacross as endearing rather than childish.
Even Marguerite found Violet's antics adorable-and that was saying something. It was no wonder
Silas was marrying her. She was, in
many ways, every man's dream ctrue.
Marguerite smiled and finally relented. "If the press conference wraps up in time, I'll be there."
"Yes!" Violet beamed, then couldn't help glancing over her shoulder. "What about him? Will he be coming with
you?"
Marguerite knew she meant Maurice. She shook her head. "Not necessarily."
Violet pouted cutely, looking back and forth between Maurice and Marguerite. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
"Marguerite, I'd actually love to see you two show up together. I've never told you this, but | think you and
Maurice would make a great couple.
You're both attractive, both capable-a real power match. Mr. Winston's been gone so long, maybe it's tyou
let your guard down and considered someone else.
We women shouldn't set our
standards impossibly high. Finding someone who loves you this much is rare. Mutual love is even rarer-it's
not something you can force or search for."
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