Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 15

Frederick already had doubts about, Marguerite. Letting her, an uneducated woman, stay at Luxe Scents International was already him bending over backwards. Now this woman had the nerve to bring up her requirements!

Frederick’s face was as dark as a thundercloud, making Chuck worry for Marguerite. Seeing this, Robert, sensing an impending storm, quickly stepped in to smooth things over, “No problem, it’s just accommodation. LuxeScents International can handle it.”

Chuck was scared to death. Frederick’s displeasure was as clear as day. How could Robert keep ignoring his anger? If Frederick lost his cool, they would all be in hot water. Chuck quickly sidled over to Robert and whispered nervously, “Robert, you forgot, LuxeScents International has no staff dormitory…”

Robert, however, was as cool as a cucumber, waving his hand dismissively and looking at Frederick with a smile. “Marguerite’s request isn’t out of line. I trust Mr. Winston’s magnanimity. You won’t turn her down.”

Frederick’s gaze was as threatening as a loaded gun. He turned and sat down in his office chair, completely ignoring Robert. “You insisted on keeping her. Her demands are your problem, not mine. You deal with it.”

This man! He kept Marguerite for his own sake! What an ungrateful jerk.

Marguerite frowned at Frederick, then looked at Robert anxiously. Did he agree or not? At least give a clear answer!

She and her grandma had been kicked out of their cheap rental for not paying rent. If the company couldn’t solve her housing issue, could she muster the courage to ask for an advance on her salary? She needed to rent a place!

could she do? Reality forced her to stand her ground. If she couldn’t solve her basic needs, how

despite her embarrassment, she

soon as she opened her mouth, Robert quickly coughed to

and she heard Robert say, “Chuck,

rest

Mr. Fitzgerald.” Chuck responded respectfully, then gestured towards the door, “Ms. Lockwood,

and lost. This man called “Mr. Fitzgerald” said he would handle it, but did his words carry any weight? She could only go with the flow and take it one step at a time. With that in mind, she followed

a grin, teasing, “You told me to handle it, so I’m helping you out this once. If you’re not satisfied,

But what he didn’t know was that a cunning glint flashed in

a lot of potential, and as Frederick’s friend, it was his duty

call successfully connected to the CEO’s office. Frederick impatiently activated

paperwork. Do you want her to stay in the design department and find a

brow, “No rush. Have her submit

wrong. Marguerite was an uneducated woman, but her skills in perfume making were very

that Yuna is downstairs making a fuss to see you. What

name, Frederick’s

had thrown all his plans into disarray, and he had overlooked such an important woman as Yuna. He