Chapter 536:

As Silver Fox walked past him, Bumet caught a hint of her perfume, which filled him with an unusual sense of comfort, easing the itch in his throat that threatened to erupt into a cough. At that moment, he fully believed what Marissa had told him.

The perfume, called Wild Bluebell, had a remarkable effect on suppressing his asthma. Though it wasn’t a cure, it could stave off his asthma attacks, offering him a semblance of safety.

Regular use of this perfume might as well be akin to curing his condition.

It wasn’t asthma itself that was fatal, but rather the complications it triggered, such as heart disease or organ failure. Many who suffered from asthma succumbed to these secondary conditions.

Just a short while ago, Bumet had endured a severe asthma attack that had nearly led to deadly complications, putting his life at risk.

As Bumet viewed the woman across from him as his savior, his gaze became kind and gentle.

Silver Fox, naturally charming in her casual demeanor, commanded the room like a queen when serious. Now, she was sitting across from Bumet, her gaze full of disdain, starkly different from the charming demeanor she had displayed at the entrance of the Daniels Group to flatter him.

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guard, prompting him to reassess his initial

had once known, who went by the codename Silver Fox. Just like the Silver Fox now sitting before him, she had left

her image permanently in his memory. Elin, too, had made a significant impact with her

ago, at the entrance of this building, she had attempted to curry favor with him to save some money, leading him to dismiss her as lacking self-respect. But he now realized his judgment had

resourceful, complex, and varied. She was

and extended his hand. “Nice to meet you, Elin.” Silver Fox, on the other hand, had played her role flawlessly, showing him

with a scoff, ridiculing him, “Oh, Mr. Hoffman, you do speak?

cleared his throat softly before managing a strained

not at all, please don’t worry about it!” Silver Fox replied with biting sarcasm. “Mr. Hoffman, you stand so high in your nobility and wealth. How could I ever accept your apology? It seems it should be me apologizing

faster with each passing

and Connor’s laughter, wished he could kick them

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