Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 471

An hour later, at Poppy Petal Fragrances.

Today marked Marguerite’s first day at the company, and the CEO herself, Penelope, personally guided her through the orientation process.

Skipping the usual entry-level grind, Penelope had appointed Marguerite as a senior fragrance designer right off the bat.

“Marguerite, your office is right across from mine,” Penelope said warmly. “I’ve arranged for an assistant for you, about your age. If you need anything, just ask her.”

Marguerite blushed with modesty. “Penelope, that’s really kind of you. I’m just here to work, and you’ve set the bar so high, I’m afraid I’ll let you down.”

Penelope quickly patted Marguerite’s hand, feigning annoyance.

“What’s this ‘Penelope’ business? You’re making it sound so formal! Call me Auntie! Besides, my instincts are never wrong. I have confidence in you, so you better start believing in yourself!”

Marguerite was taken aback. Landing a management role on her first day was unbelievable enough, but Penelope asking her to call her ‘Auntie’?

of times, Marguerite felt an inexplicable kinship with her.

obediently, Marguerite agreed, “Penelope, from now on, I’ll call you just that.”

casually brought a

and affectionately squeezed it, her eyes beaming as they surveyed her new protégé. Then, with a sudden flourish, Penelope removed the sapphire blue silk

jewelry. Remember, we’re in the beauty business; it’s linked to fashion. Spruce yourself up a bit; it gives you energy, whether at work or in life. This is my favorite scarf, and I want you to have it as a welcome gift. Work hard and don’t

fingered the luxurious sapphire scarf, its silky fabric clearly

had also encouraged her to shine brightly

than just a boss; she was like family without the

Marguerite smiled gratefully,

a wave of her hand, Penelope led Marguerite to her office. “Settle in. I’ll have your assistant come find

the assistant entered, and

unison, they exclaimed, “Why is it you?”

was stunned, but Miley quickly closed the door and rushed to the desk, leaning on it with both hands, and blurted out, “So you’re the hotshot they parachuted in? Marguerite, what kind of spell do you have? You’ve got Mr. Winston’s

rolled her eyes at Miley’s blunt words, “Stop making Jocelyn sound so frail! Jocelyn

come on! Mutual respect