Chapter 15

Frederick already had doubts about, Marguerite. Letting her, an uneducated woman, stay at Luxe Scents International was already him bending over backwards. Now this woman had the nerve to bring up her requirements!

Frederick’s face was as dark as a thundercloud, making Chuck worry for Marguerite. Seeing this, Robert, sensing an impending storm, quickly stepped in to smooth things over, “No problem, it’s just accommodation. LuxeScents International can handle it.”

Chuck was scared to death. Frederick’s displeasure was as clear as day. How could Robert keep ignoring his anger? If Frederick lost his cool, they would all be in hot water. Chuck quickly sidled over to Robert and whispered nervously, “Robert, you forgot, LuxeScents International has no staff dormitory…”

Robert, however, was as cool as a cucumber, waving his hand dismissively and looking at Frederick with a smile. “Marguerite’s request isn’t out of line. I trust Mr. Winston’s magnanimity. You won’t turn her down.”

Frederick’s gaze was as threatening as a loaded gun. He turned and sat down in his office chair, completely ignoring Robert. “You insisted on keeping her. Her demands are your problem, not mine. You deal with it.”

This man! He kept Marguerite for his own sake! What an ungrateful jerk.

Marguerite frowned at Frederick, then looked at Robert anxiously. Did he agree or not? At least give a clear answer!

She and her grandma had been kicked out of their cheap rental for not paying rent. If the company couldn’t solve her housing issue, could she muster the courage to ask for an advance on her salary? She needed to rent a place!

Facing the hard–nosed Frederick, Marguerite knew she couldn’t say much. But what could she do? Reality forced her to stand her ground. If she couldn’t solve her basic needs, how could she focus on work?

and despite her embarrassment, she tried to speak again,

she opened her mouth, Robert quickly coughed

throat, and she heard Robert say, “Chuck, take her downstairs to handle

rest

responded respectfully, then gestured towards the door,

lost. This man called “Mr. Fitzgerald” said he would handle it, but did his words carry any weight? She could only go with the flow and take it one step at a time.

Frederick with a grin, teasing, “You told me to handle it, so I’m helping you out this once. If you’re not satisfied, don’t come crying to

and closed his eyes to rest, no longer interested in conversation. But what he

woman Marguerite had a lot of potential, and as Frederick’s friend, it was his duty to

connected to the CEO’s office. Frederick impatiently activated the speaker, his

in the design department and find a mentor, or should she do miscellaneous tasks like all the other

furrowed his brow, “No rush. Have

a feeling that the information he investigated last night was wrong. Marguerite was an uneducated woman, but her skills in perfume making were very professional. This woman was definitely not simple. Since he had decided to keep

the receptionist just called to say that Yuna is downstairs making a fuss to

name, Frederick’s eyes flew

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