Chapter 11

Of course, Finley kept the words to herself. However, the man understood what her eyes meant to say.

He snorted and glanced away.

Someone whispered, “Did you see? That girl is so shameless!”

“You’re right! I think she came late on purpose to attract Mr. Turner’s attention.”

“Ha! Did you see how he looked away in disgust? With Mr. Turner’s outstanding status, what kind of beauty has he not seen. Just because she has a pretty face, did she think she could win over Mr. Turner?”

Finley ignored them, even though she silently acknowledged the barb. She did think that her looks and talent could attract the man.

Alas… Her husband preferred men…

Leaving that problem for another day, Finley walked to the contestant’s waiting area and fixed her attention on the person next to her.

Meanwhile, Bryan pushed away the unease he felt when Finley looked away and proceeded to ignore his presence.

Disgruntled, he asked Harry, “Who allowed contestants to use fake names?”

“Sir, the competition allows for the competitors who value their privacy to use a pseudonym on stage. Since Lemon has already established a reputation for herself abroad, we saw that there was no problem with her identity and decided to let her join the competition with her stage name…”

Suddenly, Harry realized why his boss was upset.

It seemed as if Boss did not know that Mrs. Turner was joining the competition!

“Sir, should I do something?”

“Forget it.”

Bryan narrowed his eyes.

It really surprised him that Finley indeed make herself known in the circle.

else was his

the competition finals officially

perfumers on stage had to mix their perfume on the spot in front of the cameras,

Finley moved with practiced ease. Her nimble hands picked up and mixed the raw materials on her

shore with beauty. Bryan was not oblivious

chest as she saw Bryan’s gaze was fixing on that bitch. That vixen seemed as if she

with the smooth skin and delicate features must be

somehow she felt that

her out

minutes are up. Contestants, you have 50

clenched her jaw. “We’ll see how smug you

guaranteed to win her the competition. Who cared how beautiful Lemon

as she focused and replicated the

quickly and soon the host rang the bell, signifying the end of the round. Everyone stopped what they were doing and took a step

one by one, their creations were brought up to the judges. The wait was agonizing

allowed at least 10 minutes to pass before the next perfume was

8.9 and 9 respectively, setting the bar high for the rest of the

Tricia’s turn, she proudly

at her peacock-like

The higher

it’s meant to invoke the feeling you got the first

“Miss Tricia is truly deserving of her title as heir to the Keith Group’s perfume empire.” “Indeed,

the judges but there was only one man

the man merely put down the sample in his hand without a

that one…. Harry leaned

you like me

“Whatever.”

looked at the score written down by the person next to him. The old man was

what they’ve been doing to cover up

them

minutes later, Tricia’s score

“That’s

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