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 not even bothering to hide

last Friday

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formula left by Vivienne’s mother.

if

dare she challenge the ‘Perfume Prince’ in this

and his mother looked at

honest, even Leopold and Thomas, who had

about Vivienne.

“Mrs. Ellington.”

Cecilia saw Stella, who had previously run

abruptly earlier, and now

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

behavior is really unbecoming.” Stella frowned, feigning concern. “We all know she doesn’t have the talent for perfume blending and is using her mother’s formula for the competition. But she could at least pretend to make an effort. Whether she wins

expression turned cold. “Vivienne won’t lose. She doesn’t need her mother’s formula. She’s got a natural talent for perfume

stunned and shared the same thought as Leopold.

Cecilia?

despised Vivienne just a week ago, become such

how Vivienne casually blended several exquisite perfumes, all of which were no less impressive than any product Elijah had

having the advantage of being close,

particularly loved one of the chypre perfumes and had asked Vivienne to make it exclusively for her and not to sell

agreed, so the chypre perfume became her own, and she named

to have such a considerate

had forgotten her

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is thinning the air and making

Percival

thought she still held a higher status than Vivienne in Cecilia’s eyes. But now that she had made some negative

on the stage and

a woman, she could see that while Stella was talking to her, her eyes were constantly darting

when Percival was disabled, she hardly saw Stella

was so eager to be around. Did she think Cecilia

she remained low-key, and she didn’t mind that

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

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