I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 327 She Is Not Emme

The policemen left with the two perfume bottles and the vertication caniates. Some reporters continued aiming their cameras at Melanie, while some others surrounded John and bombarded him with direct and Incisive questions.

Melanie said. “The focus of today’s event is the perfume launched by Jones Enterprise. I trust everyone is here for it. Now that we’re over and done with that little interlude, let’s for our focus back on the exhibition itself.”

She extricated herself from the circle of reporters, not forgetting to say to John before leaving. “President White, if you want to increase your own public exposure, please pick another event to do so. I give you five minutes. If you don’t leave, I’ll have security send you out.”

John turned red with embarrassment. Why would he not want to leave?

He didn’t want to stay either, but the reporters were all surrounding him. If he fled with his tail between his legs, his reputation would go down the drain for sure.

Melanie headed backstage to answer all the questions that the reporters had for her. After she returned to the exhibition hall and walked around, she couldn’t find Elder Gibson anywhere.

She texted his assistant to ask if he had left.

The assistant replied, “Elder Gibson has been staring at the photo of the perfume that he concocted using emerald vine since he left the exhibition. What’s going on?”

Melanie told the assistant about the man staring at the backdrop photo in a daze just now.

The assistant sighed. “Out of everyone I know, Elder Gibson is one of the most devoted lovers I’ve ever seen. He’ll probably lock himself up in his perfume blending room once he goes back, neither eating nor drinking.”

“I’ll find time to call him,” Melanie said.

one who can

in Willowfort, servants stood at the entrance

a fuss, demanding to see Emma… We’re at our wits end, and have no choice but

had rounded edges and was soft in texture. Even if someone

as he held the old lady’s hand,

believe me, right? Quick, go find Emm and

hand as if he

+15 BONUS

“Mom Emm…..

number. I have it memorized clearly. I won’t make any mistakes. Call her

chance to speak as she rattled

that Emma wasn’t at home. Suddenly, his brows furrowed at the number

recite the phone number once

his phone and keyed in the numbers that his

matching number.

under

his fists as his whole body

fell, and Emm brought me to the police station,” Nathan’s adoptive mother

could find her

mother had been crying and

days, insisting on making a call. Everyone thought she was having another one of her episodes, yet