Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 801

Silas Ward twirled the perfume bottle in his hand and asked, "Where'd you get this?"

Marguerite Lockwood was surprised. "Silas, didn't you even read our project proposal before investing in us? This perfume is from our new line, not even on the shelves yet."

"This is Polar Radiance?"

"Yep."

"Since I can't buy it, how about you give it to me?"

Marguerite hesitated. Wasn't it a bit odd for a man to ask a woman for something like this?

But rather than seeing Silas's request as overstepping, she replied, "If you can identify the middle and base notes of this perfume, it's yours."

Back when Frederick Winston lost his sense of smell, the only scent he could still detect was Polar Radiance. Not only that, he could accurately identify its top, middle, and base notes.

Marguerite knew she was clutching at straws again, but she just couldn't let it go. If Silas showed even a hint of Frederick's essence, she had to test it.

Silas chuckled at her. "Again with this?"

Always looking for

to perfume, I'm a total

rookie is investing in

grinned, "For the money. Your

exporting this perfume. Seems like a promising venture, so

President Penelope you're talking about is my mother. I

thought you were just

"I'm honored."

his watch, realizing it was time to pick up his

the door, habitually saying goodbye, but

"See you later, kiddo."

but he always felt an

couldn't resist, and there it was,

to dodge his hand, but his choice of words caught

at her, said nothing,

and soy sauce were just the basics. Eventually, she'd mix in all sorts of ingredients

he had to admit, these games had

games, what else could