Chapter 1875

Stella's words were a clear, undisguised jab at Jaylene's previously feigned illness during the family reunion.

Jaylene's face turned pallid with anger. "You-"

Possibly anticipating another impulsive remark, Darcie finally intervened, "Stella, the essential oil you have isn't made from roses. I detect scents of sandalwood, chamomile, and wild orchid, but not roses."

Stella hesitated, furrowing her brows. "That's not right. They specifically told me it was infused with roses. I bought it because roses are my favorite."

Trevor's eyelid twitched. 'Huh? Wasn't she obsessed with sunflowers?'

"Some sellers might intentionally claim certain ingredients to boost sales, especially in the field of fragrances. Ordinary users find it difficult to discern the exact additives, making them vulnerable to deception. You can come to our company next time you want some essential oils. Tell me the fragrance you desire, and I can personally help you create a blend,'' Darcie replied softly.

Stella smiled. "Oh, I see. Thanks for the explanation, Darcie."

"You're welcome."

It seemed that Freesia's daughter had not inherited her extraordinary sense of smell. She couldn't even tell the difference between

later. I'll take good care of it for you, Dad.

was overjoyed. "That's great! Be careful when moving it. I brought it

but she thought she saw a trace of gloominess

not to see it and smiled. "I'd also keep

her room to put away the presents,

and asked, "Do you think

”1 don't know. I was just

puzzled

and asked,

"How did you know?"

and said," There are so many photos of Mom with roses

soon as the weather turned cold. He treasured the plant dearly, checking on it several times a day and mourning over a fallen leaf for days. It was obvious why he adored that pot of roses so

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