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    After briefly inspecting numerous priceless antiques that were simply stored away, Gerald expressed a desire to keep this simple scented candle close by.


    All eyes then focused on the modest box containing the candle. A knowledgeable guest remarked, “This scented candle isn’t just any ordinary one, is it? It reminds me of ‘Luna’s Whisper,’ recently introduced by the Johnson Group, but with a unique twist.”


    “Luna’s Whisper” was a creation Elena developed in coboration with Malcolm, quickly gaining poprity within the’s elite circles. Malcolm, ever the savvy businessman, had set the price at a staggering six million for a small box. Its rarity and high price made it highly sought after.


    Gerald himself had shown interest in Luna’s Whisper.


    Elena didn’t hide the truth. “Yes, this is a scented candle I formted—an improvement on Luna’s Whisper by adding a herb known for its medicinal properties. Burning it before sleep can boost your health, Mr. Spencer.”


    Gerald responded with a warm smile and nodded appreciatively.


    Elena’s gift instantly changed the atmosphere around the grand head table, shifting dismissive nces into looks of keen interest among the influential figures seated there.


    Gerald was a man of notable repute in both legitimate circles and shadowy alleys of the. It wasn’t the scented candle itself that captivated these powerful guests, but the fact that it had piqued Gerald’s interest.


    Those eager to win Gerald’s favor scrutinized the candle more closely, whispering among themselves about Elena’s bold im. She had asserted that she had enhanced the form of Luna’s Whisper, sparking skepticism among the elite.


    A man with a rigid demeanor, masking his doubt behind a condescending smile, challenged Elena bluntly. “The form is the exclusive property of the Johnson Group. How did you acquire it? Making lying a habit is just pathetic.”


    His words cut through the festive murmurs, silencing the banquet hall instantly.


    Wesley, previously distracted by a silver lighter, stopped fidgeting and shot a sharp, discreet nce at Elena, his eyes narrowing.


    Seizing the moment, Elyse stepped forward, her voice a mix of urgency and diplomacy. “Mr. Spencer, please, it’s not what it seems. Elena meant no harm—she was only trying to make a strong impression, not deceive. Let’s not be too harsh on her.” While her words sounded supportive, they subtly branded Elena as a giarist.


    As expected, Gerald’s earlier warm expression faded into displeasure, mirroring the growing disdain among the guests. Whispered criticisms filled the air.


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    “Trying to impress Mr. Spencer with empty boasting? That’s ridiculous.”


    “For a moment, I thought Miss Harper carried herself like her mother—turns out she’s just a cheap imitation.”


    “Beauty alone won’t save this. To lie and brag so shamelessly—even Elyse has more grace than her.”


    Upon hearing whispers that Elyse was superior to Elena, a sly smile flickered across Elyse’s lips. In any other setting, she might have burst intoughter.


    Elyse’s eyes sparkled with unspoken delight as they slid toward Elena, who stood with her head bowed, seemingly weighed down by guilt. This assumption only fueled Elyse’s smugness further.


    Elyse straightened, her posture radiating a veneer of righteousness. “Elena, you really should apologize to Mr. Spencer. Even if the scented candle was a purchased item, he wouldn’t hold it against you. But lying like that is utterly disgraceful.”


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