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

Chapter 13

Finley watched on with a cold expression. It wasn’t enough to snatch first place from Tricia. Just like how her half-sister had ruined her reputation in school and caused her to be expelled, she would destroy any chance Tricia had in making a splash in the perfume industry through this competition. Staring straight at Tricia, Finley then said, “Tricia Keith, how daring you are to copy someone else’s perfume formula in the competition.”

Tricia finally found her voice.

“Don’t slander me! This is my recipe. I don’t even know you, so why are you targeting me?”

“Why are you so overwrought if you’re innocent? Slander? Let others be the judge of that. It is easy. enough to prove if what I’m saying is true or not.”

When Finley saw the crowd nod in agreement, she continued, “Many years ago, I got my hands on a bottle of “Sweet Escape” made by a world-famous perfume master, Annie. When Annie was still alive, she published the recipe in a little-known magazine that has since gone out of print. Sweet Escape was never mass-produced because it uses a rare combination of narcissus, tiare, and tuberose. Look up the recipe in the perfumery archive, you’ll find that the recipe Miss Tricia used is exactly the same.”

Someone from the organizing committee checked on it right away and hurriedly whispered the results to the panel of judges.

Meanwhile, Tricia was stunned at the revelation.

Her father had promised her that there won’t be any problems and that the recipe was never published!

How could this happen?

appear and

in Tricia’s eyes and sneered. Back then, Dirk had taken advantage of her mother’s innocent naivety. After trapping her in marriage, he had wrung her talented mother dry. Stealing all her recipes and taking all the credit

ill, that selfish man still forced her

the warning that she should not reveal what she had until she had the means to protect herself

copy, might as well

“Sir, Mrs. Turner is telling the truth. Tricia Keith plagiarized

Tricia’s spine. She cried out, “No! I did not

the face, Tricia vehemently denied any

her prize in this competition is hereby revoked. She will also be banned for

her legs

“No…” Tricia whispered.

You can’t

she lose to some unknown

very person she admired

a devastating

seemed like her goal of becoming Mistress of the Turner