Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 129: Because, I am Q!

The other judges initially thought that Tina was just trying to provoke Sean and then use the perfume formula left by her mother to hype herself up, so they were unwilling to even try her perfume. However, upon hearing Vivienne Blaine's words, the other three judges each picked up Tina's scent strips, smelled them repeatedly, and after confirming multiple times, their faces displayed shocked expressions. "It's really Fathom!"

The entire hall erupted once again, and all the news media cameras turned towards Tina, all speculating why the perfume she concocted was Fathom. "Impossible!" Sean exclaimed from the stage. How could Tina possibly create Fathom? The formula for the illusion was something he hadn't even managed to extract from Lily Fawkes, so how could Tina have it?

He turned and glared at Tina, asking her in a stern tone, "Did you secretly keep my master's perfume and swap it with the one you mixed just now?" "Swap?" Tina laughed. "Otherwise, how do you explain it? Don't tell me it's your concoction; do you think I would believe that?" Sean challenged.

Tina's eyes lifted slightly, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Because-I am Q!"

A wave of noise immediately surged in the auditorium, nearly lifting the roof. Everyone was whispering and pointing at Tina, discussing fervently. "Tina is Q?" Marie also exclaimed while pinching Jared Farrell's arm, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! If I had known, I would have asked her to mix a truckload of Fathom for me!"

Jared Farrell, "...",

Could he say he didn't know either? What other secrets could this young girl possibly have that would surprise him?

"You're lying!" Sean's face turned ashen, and he pointed at Tina shouting, "You are not Q! How could you possibly be Q! You were only how old five years ago?" But then he suddenly thought of Lily Fawkes, the twelve-year-old genius perfumer. "Just because you can't, doesn't mean I can't." Tina looked at Sean, her clear eyes revealing a chilly glint.

only ever mixed twenty-one bottles of Fathom, twenty sold and one gifted to a student. Apart from that, no more Fathom exists in this world, and only Q knows the formula. Only Q can

like Sean who suspected Tina had secretly replaced her work with the real Fathom perfume. But, of course, that was impossible since everything Tina did at

identity, then adding Abyss and Old Dream left no room for rebuttal. These three perfume formulas had never been disclosed and could only come from Q. Thus,

and apart from Henry White, the other three judges' gazes were filled with suspicion. Tina took out a ring and placed it on her left index finger right in front of them, the projection on stage enlarging the Phoenix Blossom pattern engraved on the ring

"The legendary perfumer!"

one had imagined that the girl they had underestimated from the start could actually be the legendary perfumer Q, who had taken the world by storm five years ago. After calculating, Tina would have only been fourteen years old back then? To dominate

who was retreating step by step, trying to sneak away, "Running away? Didn't you say

didn't even know that Tina was Q and had presumptuously wanted to take her on as his student, even accepting Tina's challenge. If they were truly mentor and student, how

full of doubt converged on Sean, whose face changed from white to green as he had reached the edge of the stage. Having confirmed that Tina was indeed Q, he wanted to slip away while no one was looking. "Still want

"Liar!"

"Shameless 'Perfume Prince"!"

like a storm. Sean's legs were so weak he could barely stand, he desperately comforted himself that it was okay, Lily Fawkes was still

to me, why did perfumes concocted by my student Lily Fawkes end up as your work, sold in the market? Your first perfume, Forrest, was one I personally directed Lily to make!" "What are you talking about?" Sean forced a smile, "Although I did use your student's name, all

Tina's eyes

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