Chapter 126: Charisma

Marie's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the snuff bottle-shaped, painted perfume bottle. Eastshore Nightfall, an antique perfume, she had only seen in old photos and videos. She couldn't resist moving closer to inspect the perfume- filled giant glass display. "Oh, that's only half-full," Tina remarked casually.

"Even half-full is rare, you know!" Marie nearly squealed like a groundhog. Eastshore Nightfall was a perfume from a century ago; she thought it had long since disappeared. As an antique perfume and perfume bottle collector, the sight of the Eastshore Nightfall stirred a fiery passion within her.

Turning her gaze, she then spotted a glass bottle nearby with an inverted heart-shaped cap, and immediately regained her composure. "Just Butterfly's Reverie," though discontinued, it still had a substantial presence in the market. It was still accessible if one had the money to buy from collectors.

Seeing Marie's interest in the Butterfly's Reverie, Tina added, "This bottle is a first edition."

"What?!" Marie's eyes widened again. "This bottle is a first edition Butterfly's Reverie from 1919?"

Many perfumes might carry forward decades or even centuries of heritage, but their scents would often be revised. The original scent would change over time due to market demands or because certain natural ingredients became lost or banned, necessitating a switch to synthetic substitutes. Thus, first edition perfumes were extremely rare.

Then, she noticed several uniquely designed perfume bottles nearby, and her pupils dilated. "Is, is that Apple Grove?" She pointed to a semi-transparent glass perfume bottle with layered arc patterns, its cap resembling the shape of a tree canopy, her voice trembling.

"Mhm," Tina glanced at it and nodded, "It's Peter Johnstone's creation, Apple Grove. The two next to it are also his works..."

"How do you have such rare antique perfumes and bottles?" Marie felt so excited she nearly fainted, reminding herself to breathe deep. She turned back, eyeing Tina suspiciously, "These aren't fakes, are they?"

"Some of these are my collection, and others were left by my mother," Tina responded gently, "They're genuine; I only brought a few here." Tina enjoyed looking at these antique perfumes and bottles as she created her scents, drawing inspiration from their stories.

breath, grabbed Tina's hand, her eyes sparkling, "How many more do

that Tina's mother, Rebecca, had been a renowned perfumer. The Reed family company was once in a

convenient..." Seeing Marie's suddenly passionate gaze,

for me!"

Tina, "..."

mean for

in the

look upstairs. "Mr. Cohen, what are

on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click

how long Marie has been with Tina, wondering why they haven't started arguing yet," Hayden Cohen

and Miss Reed to argue?" Nathan Lehman frowned, not

drama, "I just want to see what Mr. Farrell would do if Marie

Tina's perfume room creaked open, and Marie walked out looking thrilled, clutching a perfume

the elevator, Marie suddenly realized something. Hey? What was she doing here

Hayden Cohen couldn't believe what he had just witnessed after such a

Marie's submissive demeanor, it seemed she had been somehow charmed by Tina. Oh, the Marie he knew wasn't afraid of anyone but Logan. Usually, if she got stubborn and caused a scene, even

Jared Farrell kept his head down, typing on his laptop, only slightly relieved inside. He thought his mother would come down crying

the kitchen fridge and headed back upstairs.

Farrell and Nathan Lehman couldn't

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255