I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 320 A Huge Shock

The next day, Melanie packed a light luggage and met up with Mr. Smith. The weather was excellent, and they went up Mount Coloss together.

Mr. Smith’s assistant drove the car, which was filled with various professional filming equipment.

When they arrived at their destination, Mr. Smith took a few scenic shots of the wilderness in Mount Coloss.

“Didn’t you say you were partially inspired by the potpourri made by the family on the mountain in concocting the fragrance? Shouldn’t we go to their house and snap some photos? That’d be so much more meaningful.

than just scenic shots of Mount Coloss,” he said.

“I think so, too.”

Melanie smiled.

“That’s why I wanted to invite you to stay at the family’s house for the night. I even brought two sets of perfume blending tools for the old lady. We have to get her permission first before we can take any photos,

though.”

“Don’t worry about that. I have my ethics, too.”

Mr. Smith instructed his driver to turn back in the direction that Melanie said, eager to visit the family living in

the mountain.

The old lady and the two youngsters were pleasantly surprised to see Melanie once more. The entire family

was happily busying themselves around the house, preparing food and drinks for their surprise guests.

to Melanie’s mind to ask them for their names.

and no one had asked

the mother of these

lady was filled with gratitude. She then brought up the fact that she had brought a friend over to take some photos for a perfume exhibition. The old lady’s interest was immediately

perfumes she

Mount Coloss.

shots of your house.

with that?” Melanie

without any hesitation. She wrote on a piece of paper,

take photos as

the photos he takes, and you can delete anything you

Mr. Smith and his assistant stayed the night in the family’s house. The next morning, Mr. Smith

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old lady looked through the photos, and readily agreed

to be deleted.

I’d really love to take photos of you. I saw you making the potpourri by hand

profusely, saying shyly that she didn’t want her face to be shown in the

about just taking a shot

as you make potpourri.”

finally agreed to his request. Mr. Smith then held his camera in his hand and focused

old lady’s hands, finally bidding her goodbye after taking his fill of

them out of the house with her children in tow. Melanie slowed down her pace, and asked,

do you and your children want to attend my perfume exhibition? The

exhibited together

She