Chapter 139
It was already the next morning when Marguerite got the news that Polar Radiance perfume was completely off the shelves.
She was torn about going to work, but reality already made the choice for her.
Frederick had previously made such a fuss about launching Polar Radiance, but now he’d pulled it completely. Marguerite understood that this was his way of showing his attitude.
When he wanted to support her, she could be a shining star, admired by everyone.
But if he got mad, she was nothing, humble as dust.
She was probably already fired from LuxeScents International.
Annoyed, Marguerite shut off her phone’s trending page, took a sip of soup, and Miley sighed across from her.
“Polar Radiance perfume was pulled off the shelves overnight, they must’ve lost a fortune! Consumers are complaining too, they’ve been waiting for this perfume for half a month, and now it’s just taken off. Frederick’s really throwing money away!”
Marguerite listened to Miley’s words, but didn’t respond.
“Marguerite, if this perfume had successfully launched, you’d be LuxeScents International’s top perfumer! With that position, you’d be raking in at least a hundred grand a year! It’s all because of that Yuna. If it wasn’t for her sabotage, how could you lose such a golden opportunity? It’s infuriating!”
“What’s the point of blaming her? What’s done is done.”
Miley stared at Marguerite, her face full of disappointment.
“No way! She’s hurt you again and again, even spilling the beans about your pregnancy, and you’re just gonna let it slide?”
Marguerite put down her spoon, and asked seriously. “What do you suggest I do?”
Miley said excitedly.
“Tell Frederick! It was Yuna who leaked it!”
“You might not know how much Frederick dotes on Yuna. He knows what she’s done to me, but he’s always forgiven her. To Frederick, Yuna has privileges. And what’s the point of telling him? It won’t change the fact that the baby in my belly isn’t his. We’re never getting back together.”
Saying this, Marguerite felt a sudden sting in her heart, as if pricked by a needle.
“What will you do next?”
Marguerite looked calm.
“First, get a job, I can’t keep living off you. My grandma still lives at the manor, and I’ll have to take care of her in the future. I want to give her a good life, and that needs money. Then, I’ll keep investigating who the father of the child is. He’s ruined me, I won’t let him off!”
Miley puffed her cheeks, saying firmly, “Alright! After breakfast, you go job hunting, and I’ll keep investigating!”
It was graduation season, and the annual job fair was being held in Stonebridge City.
Marguerite printed a stack of resumes, read
o try her luck at the job fair.
The job fair was packed with excellent talents, including many overseas returnees. Companies had too many candidates to choose from, who would notice Marguerite who didn’t even have a degree?
Some companies even directly tossed Marguerite’s resume into the trash, disdainfully saying, “You dare to come to our job fair without a degree? What a waste of time! You should go wash dishes at Promenade Plaza!”
Marguerite was hit hard, desperate to make money she really went to Promenade Plaza.
There were plenty of tourists there, always short of hands, always in need of servers and dishwashers.
Yet strangely enough, she walked the whole street, but not a single store wanted to hire her.
By then, the sun was setting, and the sky was filled with a magnificent sunset.
After a whole day of hustle without any gains, Marguerite fell into unprecedented self–doubt.
Was she really that bad?
Marguerite cleaned her sweat, took a break under a big tree, but as soon as she looked up, she saw a familiar and displeasing figure approaching her.
“Hey, Marguerite, shouldn’t you be at home? Since you’re pregnant, what are you doing here?” Yuna crossed her arms, her gaze full of provocation.
