Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 467

Yuna nodded vigorously, her movements exaggerated, like a bobblehead on a dashboard, “Freddie, what do you want me to do? I’ll do anything, just please forgive me!”

Frederick’s eyes were as deep and fierce as a caged animal’s.

His tone grew colder, his presence casting an icy chill, “Chuck””

At his call, Chuck hurried forward, “Mr. Winston, at your service!”

“Pack her bags and get the car ready. She needs to leave the Winston mansion within ten minutes.”

“Yes, Mr. Winston!”

Yuna’s delicate frame shuddered, and for a moment, she was too stunned to react.

“Freddie… What do you mean? Are you sending me away?”

“I don’t ask much of you. Just one thing – leave my house.”

In truth, Frederick had no intention of making Yuna hit the road for good.

Barnes had become comatose, he was a dead end, and the truth behind the events on the island three years ago remained unsolved.

So, he hadn’t planned to send her away.

He was keen to see what kind of tricks this woman had played, joining forces with Barnes.

And since Manley was struggling to adjust to life at the Winston mansion, Yuna’s presence could help him settle in. But he hadn’t expected this woman be so clueless, dragging her entire family into a moral

crusade against him!

She was scheming over his head, and if he tolerated it now, she would only become more audacious.

He would not stand for it!

In that moment, Yuna, feeling cornered, scrambled to her feet and clung desperately to Frederick’s waist from behind.

“Freddie, I was wrong! I truly realize my mistake! I don’t want to go. If I go, what about Manley? What about Hayes? They’re so young, how can they be without their mother?” she sobbed.

Leaving would only give that wench Marguerite the chance she was looking for.

Yuna had fought hard to infiltrate the inner circle of the Winston family; she couldn’t let Marguerite reap the rewards of her efforts!

And her current situation was all thanks to that witch Marguerite ! If it weren’t for her, would she have been pushed to this desperate edge?

It was Marguerite who had forced her into villainy! So she had to stay. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Only by staying could she ensure Marguerite’s downfall!

Bitter and resentful, Yuna’s cries grew louder and more piercing, grating on Lisette’s nerves.

Lisette glared at Yuna, her voice sharp and shrill, “Will you cut that out? What’s with all the crying? Take your drama outside! We’re trying to have a peaceful life in the Winston family, and you lot are turning it into a circus! Get out, all of you! Just get out!”

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Yuna was crying too hard to pay any attention to Lisette’s scolding. It was as if she hadn’t heard her at all.

Meanwhile, the grand living room was in utter chaos, filled with crying and shouting.

Marguerite covered her ears, feeling as if a hundred ducks were quacking around her.

In the midst of the commotion, she noticed Manley, who had been napping on the back of the couch, suddenly wake up with a start. The little Boy, seeing his daddy and mommy apparently fighting, scrambled to his feet, ready to run over.

But perhaps he got up too quickly, because he suddenly went pale, lost his balance, and fell backward with a thud.

The scene was too chaotic; no one but Marguerite noticed Manley collapse.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she rushed over, scooping Manley up off the floor, her voice rising with urgency, “Everybody shut up! Manley’s fainted. Can’t your fight wait for later?!”