Over the past three years, Aurora had navigated the competitive world of business, learning its rules through hard-earned experience. Her foray into perfume-making, however, had been a spur-of-the-moment decision.

If not for the provocation she had endured at Marcos' place, Aurora might never have chosen to study perfumery. From the initial inspiration to the final product, only a few months had passed. She was far from confident-she wasn't a miracle worker, after all- and the fear of failure loomed large.

When production began, Aurora deliberately avoided large-scale manufacturing. She wanted to test the market's reaction first, reducing risks and minimizing potential losses. As she often said, "Scarcity creates value." Limited-edition items held greater allure. Vanity drove people to covet things others couldn't have, elevating their sense of status.

Knowing the power of competition and pride, Aurora decided that a thousand bottles would suffice. Even if they didn't sell as expected, the loss wouldn't be too great. Yet, as she stood before the overwhelming demand, even she was taken aback.

The plaza, already packed with thousands of people, became even more crowded as Marcos' customers were drawn to her stall. The entire square was a sea of humanity, and pre-orders had already surpassed ten thousand-a number far beyond her initial expectations.

"It seems we don't have to worry anymore. We'll take our leave," Irene said with a light smile. The event was over, and it was time for her to go.

"All right, Irene. A small token of my appreciation-I hope you like it," Aurora replied warmly. Apart from the thousand bottles for sale, she had prepared ten limited-edition bottles as gifts for family and friends.

Irene's eyes lit up at the sight of the special packaging, her joy as pure as a child's. "You've really outdone yourself," she said, clearly delighted.

Aurora smiled. "I still have some work to finish today, so I won't see you off."

Nick by her side. Nick, who hated crowded places, rarely made public appearances unless absolutely necessary. This was precisely why many had heard of Mr. Coleman but few

As she beamed with excitement, he watched her with an amused expression. It was just a bottle of perfume-was it

a bit of the perfume

she asked absentmindedly, "Does it

leaned in, closing

against the delicate

voice low and intoxicating. After

they had shared in the past, moments she thought she had left behind. Though two years had passed, the familiar scent,

only grown more

tried to regain her composure. Nick seemed as though he wanted to say something, but

Though some guests had left, a swarm of reporters had

did you expect such an overwhelming response?"

I'm a little surprised. I'm just starting out in this industry, like

remarkably successful. Interestingly, today also marks Mr. Giron's perfume launch.

clear. The reporter was trying

it was the perfect time for a launch. Additionally, the timing had to align

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