Chapter 12

Of course, Bryan would not actually lay a hand on his wife.

Narrowing his eyes at her slightly, he then lowered his head to write a number on her score sheet. Harry’s eyes widened in horror at the glaring number that appeared.

“Sir… Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Turner will be angry…” Harry trailed off when he realized that Boss. was on the verge of becoming angry with him.

“She asked for it.” Bryan spared Finley a glance. This woman need to pay the price.

“Sorry, Sir.” Harry quickly stepped back.

Out of sight, out of mind….

Anyway, the highest and lowest scores would be removed. Miss Finley will not be badly affected by the Boss’s childish actions.

Maybe Boss just took it as a warning to Miss Finley.

Meanwhile, the judges were put in a difficult position.

On one hand was a brilliant new perfumer with her future in front of her, on the other hand, was a slightly less talented young woman who was rumored to become the wife of a very powerful man. In the end, one brave judge decided to speak up and toss the hot potato to Bryan. “Mr. Turner, we think that Lemon’s perfume would help the whole country to make a shot in the international stage this year. It’s just that Miss Tricia-”

“Has nothing to do with me.” Bryan interrupted the man.

Harry then cleared his throat and said, “Dear judges, please judge according to your professional opinions and not rumors.”

Nodding their understanding, the group lowered their head and wrote down their scores with a clear heart.

Five minutes later, Finley’s score was displayed on the screen and immediately caused a stir.

“10! 10! 9.8! What perfume did that young lady come up with to score so high?”

Soon all the judges’ scores were displayed, with one notable exception.

staff member run to Bryan and back to the host with a confused expression on her face. She could

the man, paying attention

it? They didn’t make Miss Tricia

“Do

all, I don’t think Mr. Turner

“You may be right…”

her palm, at

big fat zero appeared on

was confused, Finley scoffed,

was…way

the other hand,

Bryan did not like that vixen? It must be! Otherwise, he wouldn’t give her a zero. Too bad the lowest score

preparations, Tricia could only grit her teeth and accept second place. The only consolation she had was that Mr. Turner did not seem to like the champion. So, she still

crowds’ attention from her zero to

she walked to the host to accept

this is

standing on stage with

Being ignored was… uncomfortable.

like a fairy on

tender smile grazed his lips before

look in Bryan’s eyes as he was focused

Bryan Turner is mine!

her jaw as the host handed the microphone to her and

to drop a bucket of cold

that someone in

host scrambled to think of a reply, “Miss Lemon,

prove,” Finley interjected, her sharp gaze on Bryan, “I would just like to know

kept his face impassive. Instead, it was Harry who replied on his behalf.

the other hand, there were some in the audience who found fault with Finley’s actions. “She already won the competition, why is she kicking up such a big

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