Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 886

The man wore a mask, making it impossible for Marguerite to read the subtle shifts in his expression.

But she could clearly see the glint of amusement in Silas's eyes, a look that seemed almost delighted.

With a decisive click, the pen he'd been twirling was slapped onto the table- firmly, but not aggressively. Marguerite's heart skipped a beat. Then his voice rang out:

"Let's start the meeting."

Aside from a certain chill in the air, the first ten minutes went by in a fairly normal fashion.

Neal, from the PR firm, gave his report on the day of the launch event, explaining that a number of die-hard Polar Radiance fans had shown up, hoping to get their hands on the new perfume.

The cancellation, however, had sparked a wave of complaints.

After all, Polar Radiance had been pulled from the shelves three years ago, and now, with this happening again, fans were more frustrated than ever.

Before Marguerite could respond, Silas's frosty voice cut through the air beside her:

"As an investor, I have the same concerns as the fans. The launch was canceled -Ms. Lockwood, are you planning to drop the project altogether?"

gaze utterly indifferent, with a hint of mockery dancing

deliberately looking for a

fans sample the fragrance as part of the promotion," she explained. "Canceling it just means we lost one way to market the perfume, not that we're shelving the product. The first

potential customers. How can you be so sure they'll still buy your product willingly? If sales take a hit, Ms. Lockwood, I have to ask-will I still see a return on

moment, Marguerite was left speechless-not because she lacked

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her feeling off balance and strangely

mistake at work and someone called her out, she'd

today, Silas was coming

he always claim that just seeing her gave him

willing to pop painkillers just to show

the tension between them was so thick it felt like sparks might fly at any moment. The rest of the staff barely

to

the opportunity to escape

looked away first, breaking their

hear Silas's low, mocking laugh-a sound

situation amusing at her

she fumbled