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 something childish to

perfume, I'm a

teased, "And a rookie is investing in

Your company's President Penelope

about exporting this perfume. Seems like a promising

you're talking about is my mother. I

like I underestimated you. I thought you were just a junior staff

"I'm honored."

glanced at his watch, realizing it was time to pick up his

habitually saying goodbye, but he suddenly reached out and

"See you later, kiddo."

an urge to

couldn't resist, and there it was,

his choice of

looked at her, said

scent games for the past six months. Vinegar and soy sauce were

had sharpened his sense of smell considerably

childlike games, what