Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 234: Calling For Own Doom

The emcee asked as he looked at Natalie and Faye, "Who among the two ladies would proceed first?"

Natalie simply looked at Faye, only to get an obvious reaction and reply from her.

"Let Natalie go first. What if there is something wrong with those things, and I can’t make the perfume? I need to see if they are the right things to put on the table," Faye said smugly. She was playing it safe. Natalie, if you have planned something, it’s not going to work today. I am not an idiot.

"Alright!" Natalie said and stood up while John took the half-empty glass of juice from her. Natalie went to the table and stood in front of it, ready to work.

"Wait, what if you have hidden something in your jacket, something that’s needed to create perfume, and you have not put it on the table but hidden? Knowing how shrewd you are, you can... do... anything..."

Natalie offered her an icy glare, which made Faye shut her mouth. "Faye, if you are a true perfume maker, you can identify any chemical needed to create it without even having labels on it. And if that formula is truly yours, you can see if anything is missing here. What are you so nervous about?"

Faye was left baffled, but she as usual replied stubbornly, "I don’t trust you anymore. If you can steal my formula, you can do anything. But why are you so offended when I simply asked you to remove your jacket? Is it that you are truly hiding anything in it?"

Natalie proceeded to remove her jacket, when Mia stood behind her and helped her take it off. Natalie spoke, "Yes, I am indeed hiding something in my jacket."

Faye smiled, "See..."

birth to you. I have that brain in the pocket of my

this, a laughter echoed

was utterly angry,

people who were watching it

sharp tongue. No one can

her before talking to the reporters, and

Natalie is wrongly framed this time?

If the other party can hire lawyer Shawn, that means

Natalie, who had removed her jacket and stood there in her stylish and elegant white shirt

was wearing on her fingers and wrists and then pulled out a hairband from the pocket

to others, all those were highly elegant and captivating moves from a charmingly beautiful yet professional-looking lady. Everyone had their eyes glued to her, as if

she looked at her friend. If I was a man, I would have proposed

gaze fixed on Mia. Seeing the way she

once, as if everything was fixed in her brain. Everyone watched her, observing how skillfully she made the perfume—her expressions of

All patiently waited for Natalie to finish,

she knew how talented and skilled Natalie was in perfume making. For some