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.”

“You missed the initial selection deadline; who’s to

expressing an opinion. Is that not allowed?”

“No.”

an air of arrogance

your work out of the trash, applied for a patent for you, and put it into production. Who else gets this kind

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

a little, his voice lowering:

was stunned for a moment. The man in front of her didn’t respect her,

warmth in her heart. Her

Frederick’s eyes, she was

least, the perfume she blended was

all the trouble to pick out a work that had missed the initial

she had to admit that his appreciation for

at this moment, Marguerite was full

mouth and finished her perfume testing in silence.

it to Frederick, only to find that he

at five or six o’clock wasn’t as intense as at midday. The warm spots of light fell on his handsome