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The two bottles of perfume Sir Livingston pointed to came from Cecilia Zamora and Larissa Wilburn.
“What’s going on?”
Eldridge Livingston asked.
Larissa stepped forward and took a sniff. “This is what I made.”
She thought for a moment, then went to her room and brought out an empty bottle.
“Cecilia, you cheated.”
Cecilia lifted her chin and sneered, “What gives you the right to say I
cheated?”
Larissa held up the empty bottle. “I made a little extra when I was blending and put it in this bottle. Now the bottle’s empty, and the perfume you made is exactly the same as mine. And you still say you didn’t cheat?”
Her using voice was loud.
After all, the odds of two different people making perfumes that smell exactly the same at the same time are zero,
Everyone present agreed with Larissa’s usation.
After all, the so–called rooms were just separated by curtains, and the two were right next to each other.
Besides, Larissa came out before Cecilia
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Cecilia had the time and space to tamper with things.
“It wasn’t me.
Cecilia stared at the perfume on the tray as she defended herself.
But those three words were too feeble.
After Larissa’s round of usations, her attitude softened again.
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She sighed, “Cecilia, I know you want to be Sir’s apprentice and an outstanding perfumer, but nothing justifies doing something like this.”
Her words dripped with disdain, implying Cecilia would stop at nothing.
“Enough.”
Wesley Carlton’s low voice held a warning.
Larissa bit her lip, falling silent.
Wesley looked toward Cecilia, who stood surrounded by hushed
usations.
Yet her back remained straight, radiating utter fearlessness.
A pang of sympathy struck Wesley–especially remembering her pregnancy, “Ci,e here,” he offered.
Cecilia shot him a cool nce, ignoring himpletely.
“Larissa, perhaps you’re the thief,” she countered evenly. “What does an empty bottle prove?”
Larissa clenched her fist. “I left before you.”
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“Or maybe you bribed someone here to switch my perfume.”
After all, the surveince cameras had been turned off for privacy.
The possibility wasn’t zero.
Larissa flushed crimson with anger. “Cecilia, you’re twisting the truth!”
Against her fury, Cecilia remained unnervingly calm.
Herposed demeanor felt convincing, while Larissa seemed like someone caught red–handed andshing out.
But in matters like this, evidence was everything.
Although most people found Larissa’s words more credible, after all, she was the chief perfumer at the Carlton Group and wouldn’t risk her own career and reputation.
Eldridge stepped forward and suggested, “Both of you are rare talents in perfumery. Why not have a rematch right here?”
Cecilia smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, “I have no objections. It’s up to Ms. Wilburn.”
Even Larissa, slow as she was, sensed something was wrong.
She suddenly looked up and stared at Cecilia, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
This was a setup from the start.
A setup Cecilia had deliberatelyid for her.
“I…” She was flustered.
Cecilia wouldn’t give her a chance to back down
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“What’s the matter? As the chief perfumer at the Carlton Group and head of the R&D Department, are you scared, Ms. Wilburn?”
She was being put on the spot.
It was up to Larissa whether she wanted to save face.
Wesley’s expression was extremelyplex. Whatever Larissa had figured out, he had naturally thought of too.
And he had thought even further.
Cecilia had probably nned all this long ago.
Sensing he was about to speak, Cecilia turned her head and said coldly. “What do you think, Wesley?”
Wesley saw the hatred in her eyes that was no longer concealed.
She had always cared about the Holiday Series perfume.
But knowing full well how crucial the marriage alliance between Larissa and Johan Johnson was, did she still intend to ruin it all?
His face expressionless, he strode toward her in a few steps, brows knitted tightly.
“Cecilia.”
He used her full name, devoid of emotion.
“Enough”
His eyes held nothing but warning for her.
Cecilia saw it
Yet she deliberately looked past him
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Instead, she provoked: “Ms. Wilburn used me of stealing her perfume. To clear my name, I demand a rematch. What’s wrong with that?”
Her presence was fierce, a rare sharp edge cutting through the air.
“Johan, let it go.”
Larissa’s eyes reddened, fingers twisting together in visible distress.
“I ept.”
As if swallowing her pride, she met Cecilia’s gaze. “I ept your challenge. There’s no need to pressure Johan.”
She refused to believe Cecilia could truly best her.
After all, the Holiday Series perfume was created by her sister, Prisci Wilburn.
Cecilia had merely stolen Prisci’s achievement.
With that thought, Larissa rxed. She even reflected: all these years, Cecilia had produced nothing beyond the Holiday Series.
She was nothing but a fraud coasting on stolen glory.
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