Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 229

An hour later, at Winston Group headquarters.

Upon Frederick and Marguerite arriving at the company, Robert and the numerous PR teams had already brainstormed a multitude of plausible strategies.

Frederick listened to each report, but found none to his satisfaction.

Robert looked troubled, “Frederick, you said this won’t work, that won’t work. But we’re running out of time. The only way to stabilize the customer sentiment is to vehemently deny your loss of smell.”

Frederick massaged his furrowed brow, weariness etched on his face. As he pulled a cigarette from the pack, his gaze fell on Marguerite, and he halted,

He exhaled heavily, returning to his usual assertive demeanor,

“Release a statement immediately, acknowledging my loss of smell, and bring all our perfumers to the forefront. The company’s growth is due to the collective effort of all our perfumers.”

Robert was taken aback, as was Marguerite.

was akin to validating Garnett’s

his sense of smell, can the

further

vehement in his disapproval, “No way! This is absolutely unacceptable! Do you have any idea how enraged our customers are about your loss

this countermeasure, he

attention remained fixed on him, her eyes wide as she

as though a lightbulb went off in

moment, she felt a connection with Frederick, understanding

to contain her excitement, she

a PR crisis, some lies can be told, some cannot. Maurice leaking your loss of smell is just his first move. He assumed our team would deny it and would have prepared his next move accordingly. If I’m not mistaken, once the PR statement is released,

Frederick’s eyes

could actually understand his thoughts, which was

the past few days, Marguerite had

a complete novice

holding his hand tightly, as if eagerly awaiting a

woman’s appearance was far less

be conventionally beautiful, but at that moment,

his own, nodded slightly, a faint smile