Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite)
Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Upon hearing Robert's decision, he gave the order to the PR team, 'Get a statement out ASAP, make sure it sincere. Also, Inform all the perfumers on staff to share our official tweet and back up Mr. Winston." Everyone was in agreement, and immediately got to work.

Ten minutes later, a sincere statement was promptly posted on LuxeScents International's official Twitter.

Within a minute of the statement going live, the Twitter engagement exploded, nearly bringing down the server.

Marguerite was stunned. She hadn't expected Frederick's influence to be this vast!

Keep in mind, the official statement was released at 10 PM. Were people really waiting online at this hour just to hear what Frederick had to say?

That was terrifying.

The PR team, watching the engagement and sentiment metrics rise, collectively sighed in relief.

"One must admit, that move by Mr. Winston was genius. The sentiment completely flipped, and he's now seen as a man who values talent," one of them said.

"Absolutely, I saw that too. Especially once our perfumers started tweeting, his reputation was solidified."

Just as they were about to celebrate their victory, one of the PR members urgently called for attention, "Hold on! Who posted this hashtag? Is Fragrance Finesse hiring bots?" Marguerite froze, and quickly joined everyone at the computer screen to see the tweet.

"#DontAskWholAm: Frederick values talent? Don't make me laugh! A month ago, when Polar Radiance perfume was released, so many were eagerly waiting! But the night before the launch, Mr. Winston cleared out the inventory, disappointing the customers and surely the designer too. Is this what Mr. Winston calls 'valuing talent? Mr. Winston, you're a figure in the business world, don't mimic pop stars and create fake personas. Watch out for karma!

"This 'DontAskWholAm' user was the first to speak out, and ever since their post, everyone's been jumping on the bandwagon. And the engagement spike is suspicious, it's obviously bots." Marguerite turned to Frederick, "Can we take down this hashtag?"

Frederick furrowed his brow and pressed his lips together, "If Maurice is behind this, it might not be that easy.

Marguerite felt dizzy. She hadn't expected anyone to bring up the Polar Radiance perfume incident.

She knew all too well that the decision to clear out the Polar Radiance inventory had been due to her unexpected pregnancy!

Was she supposed to come forward and explain that it was because she was carrying the child of a stranger that Frederick had impulsively cleared the shelves of the perfume?

It was all her fault...

If she hadn't gotten pregnant, Frederick wouldn't have cleared out the Polar Radiance perfume.

If these two things hadn't happened, would all the subsequent events have been avoided?

Marguerite looked at Frederick, her eyes filled with confusion. The rollercoaster of emotions she was experiencing had her on the verge of tears. Her voice shook as she held onto Frederick's sleeve, her whisper barely audible, "I'm sorry... It's all my fault... I've messed everything up...

Suddenly, Frederick softened. The guilt and hurt she was feeling were like a knife to his heart.

This wasn't her fault, yet she was taking all the blame.

He gently wiped the tears off her face, his voice soothing, "Actually, there's another option."

Marguerite sniffled, looking up at him with teary eyes, "What?"

"We admit that you're my wife, and say that the reason for clearing the shelves of the perfume was because you were pregnant with my child."