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Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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Chapter 518

Actually, the idea that had taken root in Chuck’s mind was nothing more than a hunch. Whether it held any truth

was something even he couldn’t be sure about.

But it was worth a shot.

“Mr. Winston, no mother in her right mind would willingly harm her child, yet Ms. Yuna did just that-and without a

second thought! Doesn’t that suggest, indirectly, that Hayes isn’t Yuna’s kid?” Chuck said, looking at Frederick

across from him. He rubbed his hands together for warmth before continuing, “Mr. Winston, do you remember

when we went to Regal Haven Hotel to retrieve the surveillance footage? The woman in the video had a striking

resemblance to both Ms. Yuna and Marguerite! If that woman wasn’t Yuna, then it must have been Marguerite…”

Frederick’s eyes were terrifying, his trance-like contemplation causing the cigarette to burn down perilously close to

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his fingers.

Agitated, he flicked the cigarette butt away and swiftly lit another, drawing on it with a sense of urgency and

impatience.

After a long pause, he suddenly realized that Chuck’s analysis made a lot of sense.

If Hayes really was Marguerite’s child, then Manley, Hayes’ twin brother, would also have to be Marguerite’s son.

Given that both were Marguerite’s children, why then did Yuna favor Manley and hurt Hayes? The reasons behind

this discrepancy seemed worth investigating.

Of course, all of this was speculation on Chuck’s part. Nothing would be as convincing as a maternity test.

“Do we still have Hayes’ blood sample in the blood bank?”

Chuck nodded eagerly. “Yes, Mr. Winston! You just need to find a way to get a blood or hair sample from

Marguerite.”

Frederick extinguished his cigarette and tossed it out the window before turning around and striding back to the

hospital room with a decisive air.

Chuck lingered in place for a moment, then saw Mr. Winston swiftly exit, leading Marguerite by her delicate wrist.

Chuck was somewhat taken aback, thinking to himself that Mr. Winston was truly a man of action. His silhouette

was commanding, and with petite Marguerite trailing behind him, his stature seemed all the more imposing.

Goodness! His boss was oozing authority!

Chuck was impressed by Frederick’s handsomeness, but Marguerite was not so calm.

Just moments ago, Hayes had woken up, and she was in the middle of helping Hayes drink water and take his

medicine when Frederick barged in and dragged her out without saying a word, making her confused.

Moreover, with his long strides matching her two for every one, Marguerite was practically jogging to keep up, like a

little tagalong.

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It was a struggle for Marguerite to keep pace, and only upon entering the elevator did she manage to free herself

from his grip, her irritation evident as she asked, “What are you doing?”

Frederick’s gaze was icy and unyielding from the start. “Robert called me and said your blood sample from the

previous check-up went missing. He asked me to take you to get another one done.”

A check-up?

As Frederick mentioned it, Marguerite suddenly remembered that on her first day of work at Poppy Petal

Fragrances, she indeed. had been sent for a check-up that ended with just a blood draw.

Little did she know that the blood taken before was for a maternity test and the same was true now. Marguerite

was in the dark about what had transpired and didn’t dwell on the matter.

She couldn’t help but complain, “You could have told me sooner. You came rushing in like there was some

emergency.”

Frederick’s eyes were deep pools of thought, but he offered no further explanation.

Soon after having her blood drawn at the lab, Marguerite returned to the hospital room. Frederick, however,

holding her blood sample, made a beeline for the DNA testing lab.