Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 51

Frederick signed off on a document, and a hint of contempt flickered across his face. “It’s just a small factory, not worth our attention.”

Marguerite, as a seasoned perfume blender, had naturally heard of ScentSpirits Ltd. To be honest, ScentSpirits Ltd. didn’t have a great reputation in the industry, especially with frequent accusations of plagiarism and imitation.

Previously, Marguerite had sent her CV to various perfume companies but had deliberately left out ScentSpirits Ltd.

Even she, a person with no formal education, looked down on ScentSpirits. How could Frederick possibly care about them?

Frederick’s confidence gave his employees a sense of security. The employee didn’t say much after hearing his words, just nodded, glanced at Marguerite, and left.

Before he lost his sense of smell, Frederick used to handle the perfume testing himself.

Now, he couldn’t smell anything, and this important task naturally fell on Marguerite.

But she didn’t know about his lost sense of smell and muttered to herself while testing the perfumes: “He’s such a typical businessman, shamelessly exploiting my labor while he lounges on the sofa, catching some rays. What a jerk!”

Marguerite dipped the test strip into the liquid, sniffed it, and couldn’t help saying, “These perfumes seem pretty average to me, nowhere near as good as my Polar Radiance. I can’t understand why it didn’t even make it past the first round.”

man’s voice came from the sofa: “You missed the

blaming anyone, just expressing an opinion.

“No.”

scolded her seriously, with an air of

express an opinion? I picked your work out of the trash, applied

the man’s back, a complex feeling welling up in her

the woman in front of him, Frederick sighed a little, his

stunned for a moment. The man in front of her didn’t respect her, but strangely, she didn’t want to lose

a hint of warmth in her heart. Her lips

was

the perfume she blended

out a work that had missed the

arrogant and always annoyed her, she had to admit that his appreciation for

Marguerite was full of gratitude for Frederick.

mouth and finished her

test report, intending to hand it to Frederick, only to find that

midday. The warm spots of light fell on

put down the report, got a thin blanket, and put it