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.

admitting his loss of smell was akin to validating Garnett’s claim at the press

loses his sense of smell, can the fragrances they

further incite

disapproval, “No way! This is absolutely unacceptable! Do you have any idea how

proposed this countermeasure, he naturally

remained fixed on him, her eyes wide as she tried

it was as though a lightbulb

moment, she felt a connection with

excitement,

and would have prepared his next move accordingly. If I’m

flicker of appreciation crossed Frederick’s eyes as

woman could actually understand his thoughts,

days, Marguerite had constantly

she had transformed from a complete novice to

was holding his hand tightly, as if eagerly awaiting

a woman’s appearance was far less important than her inner

at that moment, she was incredibly

in his own, nodded slightly, a faint