Chapter 127

There was a substantial media presence at the event, arranged by Elijah himself to boost his profile. Some were even live-streaming the event online.

The previous incident had quickly spread online, sparking an internet backlash.

Arabella watched with satisfaction as the topic on Twitter began to trend. She was delighted

to see the barrage of unsightly insults directed at Vivienne in the comments section.

On stage.

“Vivienne, don’t get too cocky!” Elijah laughed bitterly in his rage.

“Enough.” Vivienne looked impatient.

“I’ll make sure you lose dignity!” Elijah coldly threatened her before signaling for the competition to start.

Given that perfume blending required inspiration, even though the contestants had a week to prepare, the competition was set for one hour.

The time quietly passed, and the audience watched as Elijah theatrically sniffed various ingredients. Once in a while, he would spray the blended perfume on a tester strip and then pretend to contemplate something as he scribbled on a piece of paper. He seemed to be trying to impress the audience with his creativity.

On the other hand, Vivienne swiftly picked out a few ingredients she needed as soon as she arrived at the perfume blending station. She then began to blend the perfume according to specific proportions, and in less than ten minutes, she had completed a bottle of perfume.

Afterwards, she sat down at the perfume blending station and started to doze off.

To ensure fair competition and prevent cheating, everything on the two perfume blending stations was projected onto a large screen behind the stage.

Thus, the audience got a close-up view of Vivienne’s face. It was magnified several times and occupied half of the large screen.

Percival rubbed his temples. He was somewhat exasperated. He had to admit that his darling girl looked rather cute when she was sleeping.

But he didn’t like the idea of so many people watching her sleep.

Elijah, who was still gently fanning the scent from the tester strip, caught sight of this and sneered. He thought to himself that, as anticipated, Vivienne was using the formula left by her mother for the competition.

was too naive. She was

last Friday had been uploaded online, so

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perfume formula left by Vivienne’s mother. Now, like Elijah, they assumed

the audience looked at Vivienne with disdain. They figured that even if she did outperform Elijah, it would be thanks to

she challenge the ‘Perfume Prince’ in

Class Eighteen, Percival, and his mother

be honest, even Leopold and Thomas, who had come to enjoy the

about Vivienne.

“Mrs. Ellington.”

saw Stella, who

and now she had returned just as

frustrated and had returned to see Vivienne make a fool of herself in front of everyone, losing

have the talent for perfume blending and is using her mother’s formula for the competition. But she could at least

her mother’s formula. She’s

was stunned and shared the same thought as Leopold. Had Vivienne cast a spell

Cecilia?

who had despised Vivienne just a week ago, become

been pestering Vivienne, Cecilia had seen for herself how Vivienne casually blended several exquisite perfumes, all of which were no

being close, she pilfered every

of the chypre perfumes and had asked Vivienne to make it exclusively

the chypre perfume became her own, and she named it

considerate future daughter-in-law.

forgotten her past

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go back to your seat. Your presence here is thinning the air and

nearly laughed out loud. So Percival got his sharp tongue from

higher status than Vivienne in Cecilia’s eyes. But now that she had made some negative comments about Vivienne, Cecilia was driving her

however, was focused on the

was

when Percival was disabled, she hardly saw Stella trying to get close

was well, Stella was so eager to be around.

talent, she remained low-key, and she didn’t mind that her son was disabled at the

her the cold shoulder, and Percival hadn’t even spared her a glance. Defeated,

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