Chapter 325 Convicted

Melanie and the two policemen exchanged glances before smiling helplessly.

This lady wasn’t only blind, but also mentally disoriented. No wonder she got lost.

Melanie handed her identity card to the policemen, who checked and verified her identity before allowing her

to leave the police station.

Before she left, the blind lady clung onto Melanie’s arm, refusing to let go. The tears brimming in her eyes were genuine. Melanie almost couldn’t bear to leave.

“Madam,” Melanie tried to comfort her, “I need to leave right now. I’ll leave my phone number with you, and

you can contact me anytime.”

“Give me your number, I’ll memorize it,” the lady said, finally calming down.

Melanie recited her phone number to the old lady, who committed it to memory before finally allowing Melanie

to go.

After the interlude, Melanie focused all her attention on the perfume exhibition.

Mr. Smith was actively involved as well. They worked with employees of Morgan Group and Thousand Acre

Exhibitions to design and furnish the exhibition hall in two starkly different styles. The exterior of the exhibition

hall looked fiery and passionate, while the interior looked cold as ice. The zoomed-in photos that made up the

backdrop were thought-provoking.

Positioned at the most eye-catching position in the exhibition hall was the ‘Siberian Butterflies’ perfume that

wasn’t yet showcased to the world.

On the first day of the exhibition, Elder Gibson came without any warning. It came as a pleasant surprise to

Melanie.

me. Go be with your partners. I’ll look around by myself,” Elder Gibson said, trying to make Melanie leave his side by looking as if

important compared to my mentor,” Melanie

important? You pay me dividends every quarter

okay?” Elder Gibson scolded her

her. “So you do care about the measly dividends

case, I have to

guests who were interested in her fragrances. From the

together, and he

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realized he wasn’t staring at the perfume, but at the

perfume display.

as she made potpourri by hand. Her hands are old and wrinkly, yet svelte and lithe, a paradoxical representation of someone seemingly of privilege worn down by

depth to this photo.

Melanie asked after standing with him

gaze, as he

trailed off with an uncontrollable

Coloss. She was making potpourri when Mr. Smith took photos of her hands. Is something

leave. When he brushed past her, she seemed to notice

eyes.

of his loved one,

further, so Melanie didn’t follow him and instead allowed him the space to

the entrance of the exhibition hall. Jeffrey

employees.

who started swarming around him as he made a beeline

Melanie.

policemen. Seems like he’s here for you,” Jeffrey whispered into her ear

waiting for him for a while now,” Melanie said with a

to happen, but he truly felt at ease when he heard her say that. “Do you need me to do

The effect that John and I both want won’t be achieved,” Melanie

things for me.”

Ruin things for her?

told and walked through the crowd to the backstage

exhibition.

hype

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