Natalie sighed in boredom, stood up, and went to the table. Her sleeves were already folded, and she was ready. Once more, everyone present—even the dia people—prepared to capture her properly as she skillfully made the perfu. It was like watching living art.
Though Faye was annoying, because of her, they could witness this blissful mont of perfu making again.
Natalie finished making the perfu, offered it to the judges, and then handed another bottle to Faye this ti. "You saw, I used the sa chemicals as you."
The judges, as well as Faye, tested it, and it was the sa perfu. The three judges assured everyone it was the sa, and even Faye could not deny it.
"I will try making it again then. You must have tampered with the bottles I was going to fill the perfu in," Faye said with confidence and went to the table to create the perfu.
All the people, sowhat irritated with Faye’s behavior, had already started doubting her. But since it was about finding the truth, everyone waited patiently to see the end of this free drama.
Faye finished making the perfu. This ti, she didn’t pour it into the perfu bottles, as she doubted they had been tampered with. She made sure to sll it herself. With full confidence that she had done everything right, she brought it to her nose and slled it, only to—
Cough! Cough!
Once again, the result was the sa. From her reaction, everyone understood it already. The judges stepped back, unwilling to sll that scent even by chance.
Faye’s expression distorted as she glared at Natalie. "What did you do this ti?"
"What could I have done?" Natalie asked, raising a brow.
Agitated, Faye went to Shawn and grabbed the file from him—the sa file that contained the formula. With a panicked gaze, she scrutinized the formula as she mumbled, "I followed the sa formula. Why is the result different?"
Forgetting what her next words might cause her, Faye looked at Natalie. "This is the wrong formula, isn’t it? The perfu you launched today is not made with this formula and you also used that other formula, right?"
"Are you sure you want to ask this after you clearly confird that this is the formula you made that creates exactly the sa scent as the perfu launched today?" Natalie replied. "Didn’t you claim it was your precious creation and that you could never forget it or be wrong about it? I’m sure if this is your formula, you must have created it after so many trials and errors and then finalized it, isn’t it?"
Faye felt a loss for words. "I... I indeed created it..."
"But you happened to forget it," Natalie said. "You are free to make the perfu while looking at the formula. Go ahead."
Faye observed the formula and recalled every step. She was sure she had followed it exactly. She shook her head in disbelief. "This can’t be. Sothing is wrong." She looked at Natalie, her gaze shifting from disbelief to anger. "Bitch, what did you do with my formula? Tell . Were the chemicals there different from the ones written in the formula?"
"Ms. Taylor inspected all the chemicals before we started," Natalie replied.
Ms. Taylor spoke up. "Yes, I checked the formula and the chemicals available. There was nothing wrong with them. If this woman, Faye, dares to doubt my judgnt and tries to ruin my reputation, I won’t mind bringing a team of experts here and then suing this Faye till the end of hell."
Faye trembled with fear. Ms. Taylor was a ruthless woman—not just with her words but with her actions against any injustice in the field of perfu. She was powerful and renowned enough to do exactly what she had just said.
Natalie finally stood up and faced Faye, her gaze commanding. "Also, I told you before that as a perfur, you should be able to identify the chemicals without even a label when you are so familiar with them. You must have used those chemicals more than hundreds of tis while you were making this perfu and finalizing this formula. Then how could you not find anything wrong on your own? Because there was nothing wrong. The chemicals are the sa, the formula is the sa, and there is no tampering at all."
Faye felt like she had lost her mind over this. "What ga are you playing with ? Why is my result different from yours? What did you do? Tell !" she shouted angrily. Her career, her image, was at stake now.
Natalie’s lips curved into a light smirk. "I will tell you, but do you dare admit this is not your formula but mine?"
Faye felt as if there was no way out for her. She looked at Shawn, who himself didn’t know how to get out of this situation.
"If you admit everything, I won’t sue you anymore. But if you don’t clear this today, I will make sure your life turns into hell," Natalie warned.
"You... won’t sue... ?" Faye asked in a trembling voice.
"I won’t," Natalie said. "Only for the sake of the truth coming out in front of everyone, I won’t sue you. You yourself know it’s my creation, so you better take rcy when I’m showing it to you."
Faye knew she was already dood, so Natalie’s offer was indeed better. If Natalie sued her, she would definitely lose everything in life.
"I... I admit that this perfu formula is not my creation," Faye said as she cried.
Everyone heard it. Though so were shocked, most had already expected this outco and saw Faye as nothing more than an idiotic creature.
"Why did you do it?" Natalie asked.
Faye continued to cry. "I just followed soone’s instructions. They assured that I could take revenge on you for your strict treatnt towards as my boss, and that I could use this perfu in my na and earn money."
"Na the person," Natalie ordered. "Tell everything clearly, or I won’t hesitate to go back on my words about not suing you. We don’t have an entire day to hear your answers in pieces."
Everyone in the event hall agreed with Natalie, as their patience was wearing thin as well, and they waited to hear the full truth. No one dared to make a sound.
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