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. The young girl and her

her own name, and no one had asked her about it.

of these two

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 piqued as she listened heartily to,Melanie talk about

perfumes she

is very interested in Mount Coloss. Aside from taking scenic

wants to take some shots of your house. We will eventually

with that?” Melanie seized the

wrote on a piece of paper, “My

take photos as he

at all the photos he takes, and you can

the night in the

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looked through the photos, and readily agreed for them

to be deleted.

they left. Mr. Smith said regretfully, “Madam, I’d really love to take photos of you. I saw you making the potpourri by hand yesterday and found

waved her hands profusely, saying shyly that she

about just taking a shot of your hands? I’ll

as you make potpourri.”

then held his camera in his hand and focused his

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

house with her children in tow. Melanie slowed down her pace, and

attend my perfume exhibition? The photos that we took

exhibited

when she heard Melanie’s invitation. She clearly wanted