Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 545

At her words, Frederick’s face darkened. He asked, “Are you telling me the scent of this blush is identical to Polar Radiance?”

Marguerite, puzzled, nodded in confirmation. “Yeah, that’s right!”

What was so surprising about that?

She couldn’t figure out what was wrong, but Frederick’s expression grew stormier by the second. His breath was hot on Marguerite’s face as he declared with an air of

righteousness, “Absolutely not!”

Marguerite was taken aback, her heartbeat halting abruptly. She instinctively leaned back, swiftly breaking free from his embrace.

“Why not?”

Why not, indeed? It was all because subconsciously, he believed Polar Radiance was a scent that belonged solely to him.

He was the only one who should be enveloped by its fragrance, wanting selfishly to claim it as his own. He straightened up, his gaze piercing and fierce, “No reason needed. I do not approve of this plan.”

Marguerite was flabbergasted. Why would he disapprove outright?

When Polar Radiance was set to launch, the anticipation had been palpable!

formula into a blush, it was bound to

a second thought, without even a semblance

was fuming. “Frederick, can you stop being so irrationally decisive for once? Even if you reject my proposal, at least give

do you intend to rehash the same old dish until it’s burnt out? Have you exhausted all your creativity that you can’t come

stunned by the insult, his reaction seemingly over the top.

jawline, her presence was commanding as she retorted, “I’m the designer, you’re in distribution! Since when do you have the right to dictate what

“This scent is mine, and I will not allow you to sell it in such a manner.”

lose his composure, but his vulnerability in

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frozen in place, unable to come to terms with his reaction.

him, how had he survived those

it Polar Radiance he cared about, or was it her?

no

tone softening but still edged with defiance, “I created the

I bought the rights to Polar Radiance three

purchased by LuxeScents International! And LuxeScents International is no longer yours!”

gunfire, and Marguerite’s last statement plunged them

up a cigarette and

he was inhaling too fiercely, his throat growing parched while his nose tingled with a barely perceptible