I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

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.

with your partners. I’ll look around by myself,” Elder Gibson said, trying to make Melanie leave his side by looking as if he couldn’t care less about being

to my mentor,” Melanie said with

they not important? You pay me dividends every

too, okay?” Elder Gibson

nodded, looking as if realization just dawned upon her. “So you do

you! In that case, I have

making small talk with guests who were interested in her fragrances. From the corner of her eye, she spotted Cyrus standing in front of ‘Siberian

he should be no stranger to

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quietly walked over; she realized he wasn’t staring at the perfume, but at

perfume display.

Butterflies’ were specially selected by Mr. Smith. They feature the hands of the old lady in the mountains 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 the passage of time. There’s

depth to this photo.

after standing with him

as he stuttered, “This

trailed off with an uncontrollable tremor in his

to that old lady who lives in Mount Coloss. She was making potpourri when Mr. Smith took photos of

head, and turned to leave. When he brushed past her,

eyes.

the photo evoke memories of his loved one, who had

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

left, a commotion broke out at the entrance

employees.

paparazzi, who started swarming

Melanie.

a bunch of reporters and policemen. Seems like he’s here for you,” Jeffrey whispered into

for a while now,” Melanie said with

to happen, but he truly felt at ease when he heard

and I both want won’t be achieved,” Melanie

things for me.”

Ruin things for her?

brows, but did as he was told and walked through the crowd

exhibition.

hype that Jeffrey’s arrival created died