NovelFastChapter 886
The man wore a mask, making it impossible for Marguerite to read the subtle shifts in his expression.
But she could clearly see the glint of amusement in Silas's eyes, a look that seemed almost delighted.
With a decisive click, the pen he'd been twirling was slapped onto the table- firmly, but not aggressively.
Marguerite's heart skipped a beat. Then his voice rang out:
"Let's start the meeting."
Aside from a certain chill in the air, the first ten minutes went by in a fairly normal fashion.
Neal, from the PR firm, gave his report on the day of the launch event, explaining that a number of die-hard Polar
Radiance fans had shown up, hoping to get their hands on the new perfume.
The cancellation, however, had sparked a wave of complaints.
After all, Polar Radiance had been pulled from the shelves three years ago, and now, with this happening again,
fans were more frustrated than ever.
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Before Marguerite could respond, Silas's frosty voice cut through the air beside her:
"As an investor, | have the sconcerns as the fans. The launch was canceled -Ms. Lockwood, are you planning
to drop the project altogether?"
Marguerite turned to look at him, only to find his cool gaze utterly indifferent, with a hint of mockery dancing in
his eyes.
Was he deliberately looking for a fight?
"The launch event was simply meant to announce the release date and let fans sample the fragrance as part of
the promotion," she explained. "Canceling it just means we lost one way to market the perfume, not that we're
shelving the product. The first batch is already finished-production's done. In two weeks, it'll be in stores as
promised."
"But a lot of fans are already upset and those are your potential customers. How can you be so sure they'll still
buy your product willingly? If sales take a hit, Ms. Lockwood, | have to ask-will | still see a return on my
investment?"
For a moment, Marguerite was left speechless-not because she lacked solutions, but because Silas's.
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attitude left her feeling off balance and strangely chilled.
If she'd made a mistake at work and someone called her out, she'd have no . But it was obvious
that today, Silas was coming after her on purpose.
Didn't he always claim that just seeing her gave him a headache?
So was he really willing to pop painkillers just to show up and make her life difficult?
The two locked eyes, and the tension between them was so thick it felt like sparks might fly at any moment. The
rest of the staff barely dared to breathe.
Sensing trouble, Chuck quickly stepped in to smooth things over, suggesting a break.
Several employees took the opportunity to escape the suffocating atmosphere.
Marguerite finally looked away first, breaking their stare.
She stood up, only to hear Silas's low, mocking laugh-a sound that made it clear
he found this whole situation amusing at her expense.
Flustered, she fumbled for a
disposable cup and took a few gulps
of water, trying to steady herself
She had no idea why she was so
angry, but drinking water was all she could think to do to calm down.
Moments later, a sudden commotion erupted outside the conference room.
She heard someone shouting at the top of their lungs:
"Get out of my way! Letin! Don't you people know who | am? Who the hell do
you think you are, blocking my path? Move it!"
"I'm sorry, ma'am, the shareholders are in a meeting. You can't go in right now."
"Shareholders, my ass! Marguerite's a shareholder too! Go tell your boss I'm here —and tell her to get out here
right now!"
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