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.

was his wife

the competition finals

front of the cameras, judges, and audience. With

ease. Her nimble hands picked up and mixed the raw materials

she had no makeup on and was standing under the bright stage lights, Finley’s pure face shore with beauty. Bryan was not oblivious to the appreciative glances many men and women in

that bitch. That vixen seemed as if she was

b*tch with the smooth skin and delicate features must be secretly enjoying the

she felt

snapped her out of her

are up. Contestants, you have 50 minutes left on

see how smug you are when I

to win her the competition. Who cared how

as she focused and replicated the recipe correctly, the trophy

the host rang the bell, signifying the end of the round. Everyone stopped

creations were brought up to the judges. The wait was agonizing for many

it and allowed at

setting the bar high for the rest of

Tricia’s turn, she proudly took

at her

The higher you climb, the harder you’ll

herself and then her perfume. “It’s called First Glance, it’s meant to invoke the feeling

and their smiles widened when they smelled the fragrance. “Miss Tricia is truly deserving of her title

happy to receive the praises from the judges but there was only one man she

the man merely put down the sample in his hand

could smell anything, except that

would you like me

“Whatever.”

person next to him. The old man was an important figure in the perfume world, copying his score

been doing to cover

served them well

minutes later, Tricia’s score was

my god!” Somebody exclaimed, “That’s the

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