Chapter 59

Chapter 59:

The internet was buzzing with discussions about Natural Beauty and Migge Skincare. Heated debates unfolded on various platforms, with Susan’s confident statement about Natural Beauty outperforming Migge Skincare going viral. The post quickly spread, leading to mockery from many netizens who doubted her claim.

“Migge Skincare is leading in sales! How can she say Natural Beauty will outdo them?”

“I used to like Natural Beauty, but now? No way.”

“Migge Skincare is killing it! I’m waiting for Natural Beauty to shut down.”

Among the flood of criticism, a few voices defended Natural Beauty.

“I’ve used their products before, and they’re pretty good.”

“The salespeople at Natural Beauty were really kind, at least when I visited.”

But the negativity drowned out the small support. Natural Beauty’s employees, aware of the online backlash, were concerned. Susan, feeling the weight of the situation, called Madisyn.

“Madisyn, I’m really sorry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have said anything,” Susan apologized, her voice trembling.

Madisyn’s calm response reassured her. “You didn’t say anything wrong, Susan. We just need time. Our products will prove themselves.”

Madisyn’s optimism was unwavering, even as the tide of public opinion seemed stacked against them.

A week passed quietly.

One morning, Talia woke up and instinctively checked her reflection in the mirror. To her surprise, her skin was noticeably less red than usual. She blinked in disbelief. Her sensitive skin had always been difficult to manage, and nothing had worked long-term. Recently, she had run out of her usual skincare products and, out of desperation, decided to use the free samples from Natural Beauty that she had received. She hadn’t expected much.

Now, staring at her improved complexion, Talia was in shock. Could Natural Beauty’s products really be this effective?

To confirm her suspicions, she scheduled a skin test. The results were undeniable—her skin sensitivity had improved by 20%. The cosmetician examining her was intrigued.

“What have you been using recently?” the cosmetician asked, curious.

Talia handed her the samples from Natural Beauty, explaining, “Just these.”

The cosmetician’s expression grew serious as she examined the ingredients. “These are high-quality products,” she remarked. “The raw materials are imported and specifically beneficial for sensitive skin. Natural Beauty must be putting real effort into their formulations.”

Talia, astonished, left the clinic and immediately shared her experience in her group chat. To her surprise, other members who had also received samples from Natural Beauty reported similar results.

It sparked a ripple of doubt. Could the earlier scandal, involving a celebrity’s allergic reaction to Natural Beauty’s products, have been an isolated case?

Soon, positive feedback about Natural Beauty began to surface online. More and more people reached out to inquire about the raw materials used in the products. Natural Beauty responded swiftly, revealing that their raw materials were imported and exclusive to their brand. This transparency, combined with the growing positive reviews, ignited a surge in sales.

In just one day, Natural Beauty’s sales skyrocketed to thirty million dollars. The once-quiet store now bustled with customers eager to try the products for themselves.

The employees of Natural Beauty were overwhelmed with work. That night, Madisyn didn’t leave the office until after ten o’clock. Dane had been picking her up after work regularly, determined to keep Andrew away. However, just as she stepped outside, Dane called her.

“I’m sorry, Madisyn. Something urgent has come up at work, and I might not be able to drive you back tonight,” he explained.

“That’s okay, Dane. Take care of your work,” she reassured him, ready to call for a cab.

Just as she stepped out of the building, a familiar car pulled up. The distinctive license plate confirmed it—Andrew.

He opened the door for her, a calm smile on his face. “Busy day?” he asked.

Madisyn, surprised, stepped inside. “Why are you here? You know Dane’s been picking me up.”

Andrew’s smile didn’t falter. “It’s been a while since we’ve had dinner together.”

Madisyn couldn’t help but smile, realizing that Andrew had likely orchestrated the situation. Beneath his dignified exterior, he was indeed a master strategist. Instead of feeling annoyed, Madisyn found herself smiling at the thought.

They dined at her favorite restaurant that night, the atmosphere warm and comfortable.

While Madisyn enjoyed her meal, someone else wasn’t feeling as cheerful.

On the other side of town, Josie was on the phone with Kristine, gloating. “Natural Beauty hasn’t made any progress. Their sales have flatlined. With employees resigning to join us, it’s just a matter of time before the company collapses. Then everyone will realize that you, Kristine, are so much better than her.”

Kristine sighed, a hint of sadness in her voice. “Madisyn is stubborn. She thinks being in a wealthy family is all about bliss. But success doesn’t come easy for people like us.”

Josie laughed. “Exactly! Let’s check their sales figures. If they haven’t even sold a thousand products, it’ll be hilarious!”

Excited, Josie quickly accessed Natural Beauty’s sales reports. Her expression shifted from smugness to disbelief as she stared at the figures.

Kristine, waiting on the line, grew curious. “Josie? Did they not sell a single product?”

After a moment of silence, Josie finally responded, her voice shaky. “Their sales hit thirty million… in a single day.”

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