CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

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 wife

competition finals officially

perfume on the spot in front of the cameras, judges, and audience. With their every

contrary, Finley moved with practiced ease. Her nimble hands picked up and mixed the

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

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

delicate features must

she felt that

loud ding snapped her out of her

Contestants, you have 50 minutes left

her jaw. “We’ll see how smug

to win her the competition. Who cared how beautiful Lemon was when

as she focused and replicated the recipe correctly, the

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

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

and allowed at least

respectively, setting the bar high for the rest

turn, she proudly took her bottle

smirked at

higher you climb,

perfume. “It’s called First Glance, it’s meant to invoke the feeling you got the first time you

and their smiles widened when they smelled the fragrance. “Miss Tricia is truly deserving of her title as heir to the Keith Group’s perfume empire.” “Indeed, she is beautiful,

the judges

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

he could smell anything, except that one…. Harry leaned forward, blocking the

would you like me

“Whatever.”

at the score written down by the person next to him. The old man was an important figure in the perfume world, copying his score would not

what they’ve been doing to cover up

them

minutes later, Tricia’s score

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