Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 11

No sooner had Yuna left than Marguerite got a call for an interview from the design department of Luxe Scents International. She could hardly believe her ears. She’d sent out a ton of resumes and LuxeScents, being a globally renowned perfume company, was the one she had the least hope for. But to her surprise, it turned out to be the only one that got back to her and invited her for an interview.

Marguerite figured as long as she could get a foot in the door at Luxe Scents, she could take her grandma and get the heck out of chaotic Stonebridge City for good once her grandma gets better. She had no idea that she was in for a world of challenges.

Half an hour later.

Marguerite, all giddy and jittery, rushed to the headquarters of LuxeScents International. She was escorted by a secretary straight to the top floor of the building. As the secretary pushed open the glass door, Marguerite was gobsmacked. She was just a simple country girl who’d never seen such grandeur.

The office was bathed in light, surrounded by floor–to–ceiling windows on three sides. The lush greenery and flowers made her feel like she’d stepped into a fairyland What made her more anxious was the gathering of people in the reception area with her perfume sample displayed in the center of the table.

Were all these folks here to interview her?

man standing with his back to the crowd by the window. He stood out like a sore thumb among the

the man Marguerite’s personal details she’d filled out earlier, he respectfully

nod, glanced

aback by his piercing gaze, just as flabbergasted as Frederick at that

suit, tailored to perfection. The mole by his eye added

he doing here?

asked in a low voice, staring

as he sternly said, “I should be the one asking you that. Marguerite, you’ve got guts! Trying to stick around me using such despicable

she could leave the mansion so easily that morning. So, this was her game! How

assisting with the interview exchanged glances. They were surprised enough that this plain–looking woman in simple clothes could design the Polar Radiance perfume. Even more surprising was that

conversation, they seemed to

toward her. No matter how much she tried to explain, he would stubbornly believe she was after something. So, she decided to adopt the stance of a job applicant and firmly denied his

He strode over to Marguerite, “So you’re saying this is all