Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 471

An hour later, at Poppy Petal Fragrances.

Today marked Marguerite’s first day at the company, and the CEO herself, Penelope, personally guided her through the orientation process.

Skipping the usual entry-level grind, Penelope had appointed Marguerite as a senior fragrance designer right off the bat.

“Marguerite, your office is right across from mine,” Penelope said warmly. “I’ve arranged for an assistant for you, about your age. If you need anything, just ask her.”

Marguerite blushed with modesty. “Penelope, that’s really kind of you. I’m just here to work, and you’ve set the bar so high, I’m afraid I’ll let you down.”

Penelope quickly patted Marguerite’s hand, feigning annoyance.

“What’s this ‘Penelope’ business? You’re making it sound so formal! Call me Auntie! Besides, my instincts are never wrong. I have confidence in you, so you better start believing in yourself!”

Marguerite was taken aback. Landing a management role on her first day was unbelievable enough, but Penelope asking her to call her ‘Auntie’?

strangely, despite having only met Penelope a handful of times, Marguerite felt an

from now on, I’ll call you just that.”

address her so casually brought a smile

and affectionately squeezed it, her eyes beaming as they surveyed her new protégé. Then, with a sudden flourish, Penelope removed the sapphire blue silk scarf from around her neck and gently draped it over Marguerite’s

the beauty business; it’s linked to fashion. Spruce yourself up a bit; it gives you energy, whether at work or in life. This is my favorite scarf, and I want you

fingered the luxurious sapphire scarf, its silky

had also encouraged

that moment, Marguerite realized Penelope was more than just a boss; she

gift, Marguerite smiled gratefully, “Thank you,

hand, Penelope led Marguerite to her office. “Settle in. I’ll have your assistant

office. Finally, the assistant entered, and to Marguerite’s

and in unison, they exclaimed, “Why is it you?”

hands, and blurted out, “So you’re the hotshot they parachuted in? Marguerite, what kind of spell do you have? You’ve

making Jocelyn sound so frail! Jocelyn and I respect each other; nobody’s controlling