Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 51

Frederick signed off on a document, and a hint of contempt flickered across his face. “It’s just a small factory, not worth our attention.”

Marguerite, as a seasoned perfume blender, had naturally heard of ScentSpirits Ltd. To be honest, ScentSpirits Ltd. didn’t have a great reputation in the industry, especially with frequent accusations of plagiarism and imitation.

Previously, Marguerite had sent her CV to various perfume companies but had deliberately left out ScentSpirits Ltd.

Even she, a person with no formal education, looked down on ScentSpirits. How could Frederick possibly care about them?

Frederick’s confidence gave his employees a sense of security. The employee didn’t say much after hearing his words, just nodded, glanced at Marguerite, and left.

Before he lost his sense of smell, Frederick used to handle the perfume testing himself.

Now, he couldn’t smell anything, and this important task naturally fell on Marguerite.

But she didn’t know about his lost sense of smell and muttered to herself while testing the perfumes: “He’s such a typical businessman, shamelessly exploiting my labor while he lounges on the sofa, catching some rays. What a jerk!”

Marguerite dipped the test strip into the liquid, sniffed it, and couldn’t help saying, “These perfumes seem pretty average to me, nowhere near as good as my Polar Radiance. I can’t understand why it didn’t even make it past the first round.”

came from the sofa: “You missed the initial

anyone, just expressing an

“No.”

scolded her seriously, with an air of arrogance

have to express an opinion? I picked your work out of the trash, applied for a patent for you, and put it into

staring dumbfoundedly at the man’s back, a complex feeling welling up

sighed a little, his voice lowering: “Marguerite, compared to many people, you’re already very lucky.”

for a moment. The man in front of her didn’t respect her, but strangely, she didn’t want to lose her temper.

so, there was a hint of warmth in her heart. Her lips unconsciously curled into a

was still special to

the perfume she blended

the trouble to pick out a work that had missed the initial selection and invest heavily in

man was arrogant and always annoyed her, she had to admit that

moment, Marguerite

her mouth and finished her perfume testing in

test report, intending to hand it to Frederick, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

wasn’t as intense as at midday. The warm spots of light fell on his