Sweet Revenge

Chapter 360 He Is Not Afraid of Death 

“How is it?” Seeing that he did not move, someone could not help but ask. 

The perfumer looked up at Silvia in confusion. He looked at her and sniffed the  smell on the test paper. 

He didn’t answer. He wiped his nose with the towel on the side and picked up another bottle without hesitation, repeating the same  action. 

His reaction aroused others’ interest. They curiously stretched their necks to see what  was going on. 

The perfumer put down the test paper and looked at Silvia with a surprised expression. “How did you do it?” 

“By trial and error,” Silvia replied. 

“Impossible! I tried many times, but I failed. You said that you only made these two  bottles when you returned to Boston. This is even more impossible!” He stared at the two bottles with a face full of disbelief. 

“If I had to rush back to Boston to start the experiment, it would be impossible, but not. I have tested it many times before. I know the ingredients and their proportion. When I came back, I just needed to ask the company to prepare the materials, and then asked the assistant to help me according to my formula. It was efficient.” 

Silvia then looked at others. “But I’m very sorry for delaying your time. I had enough time, but I didn’t expect to encounter a traffic jam, so I came late.” 

As Silvia spoke, she bowed deeply to express her apology. 

Most of the reporters had a great change of view on Silvia. Previously, they thought that she was not worthy of Simon, for she was timid and brainless. But now, it seemed that 

Silvia was graceful and had a calm demeanor. Moreover, she added herbs to the perfume and did not change the fragrance. It was hard for ordinary people to do it. The idea was 

novel, and the practice was awesome. 

“Sir, you can return to your seat.” Silvia saw that the perfumer was standing in front of her, so she reminded him. 

The man looked at Silvia in a daze. He did not move, as if he had not regained his senses. 

“Sir?” 

to signal the staff next to him to

at Silvia. “Can

and thought that she did not hear it

me as your disciple or your

let me follow you? I want to know how this was made and what I did wrong.” He was agitated and even seemed like he was about

was shocked and subconsciously

stepped back. 

forward, the staff quickly stopped him and dragged him away to prevent him from

Please accept me as your disciple!

kept shouting. He eased the tense atmosphere, but he felt a

such a sudden situation. This was unexpected, but she

anymore. It turned out

the so-called “poisoning’

the knowledge of perfuming, increased new knowledge,

presence. The press conference

he could finish speaking, he

have such useful

grandfather died.” 

sharp sword that tore through

the source of the voice and looked over, only to see

a mocking smile on his face. He stared at Silvia, who was standing in front of him. The sharpness in

Someone asked in a

he touch Silvia’s raw

nerve?” 

a lot of things

that it was useless no matter what medicine Silvia added. Her grandfather died. To put it bluntly, the man was questioning Silvia about

related to

added. 

was too rude, and others felt that what he said was reasonable. Some

man was not afraid