Bride Behind The Mask

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led up like a pair of intertwined snakes. Under the

man snuggled into his arm, her face covered b

y, murmuring in her sleep and uncon

man in his arms was naked. Her skin had a sexy glow under t

y looked around. Then, he suddenly remem

ebration, he had drank quite muc

herself around him. Their skin–to–skin cont

ry haze, they

ght wasn't just a

lled out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, h

en h

edsheet, like a bloomin

rise, she w

e to see what the woman, whose

ay the hair obstructing her face, bu

night stand, no need

ed to sleep with him were onl

suit on the bed, and Fred

a necklace that had fallen from the woman's neck got caug

ls–Royce Cullinan raced

tfully reporting work, but Frederick seemed a

ed to have smelled last night. He began

ense of smell in a car a

ok Street that refuses to move. The demoliti

?" he asked, snapp

pensation we offered for relocation is too low, so they are asking for more. If tha

squinted his eyes and immediately g

ut quickly understood

ick was going to handle

tion, and the car started head

draped over his shou

ket to find his phone, a pendant

e surface of the gem was carved with a floral

mon

ecklace. His deep eyes landed on the

s neckl

it

for over a decade, could it be th

with a puzzled expression,

a treasure, a small smile playing on

it, Mr.

wom

dened in surpri

going o

to find a woman?

urprised, after all, Frederick was a

ways inherited by the rightful heirs, no exceptions. But Fr

rned Stonebridge City's top wealthy family, the Wi

ot only globally renowned real estate but also a per

Winston Group, Frederick, h

umors that he...

e he found his voice again, "Mr. Win

205. Between 11 PM last ni

Haven

n take that gi

rembling as he pulled out his phone to immedi

en

e comfortable seat, the necklace clutched in hi

es faded away, replaced

girl from fifteen years ago, who held a loaf

p who was not acknowledged by the family, cruelly kicked out of th

n't for the generous little girl, he and

city, and the only one he car

oft, childlike voice, "Will you marry me when you grow up? This is my n

to fi

ce he was just a kid, and he was