His Wife Calls The S Chapter 390: Slap in the Face!

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Slap in the Face!

Chapter 390: A Slap in the Face!

Tessa Collins’s eyes were filled with surprise and joy. Rosalind Taylor, who couldn’t stand the sll of perfu, sat not far away and also revealed a knowing and proud smile upon seeing this.

She glanced at Chloe Collins sitting nearby, her eyes flashing with a touch of disdain and indifference.

Tessa seed very satisfied and couldn’t help but spray the second bottle twice more, turning to Raine Nolan and saying, "Raine, this bottle is much better than the one before. How can there be such a big difference within the sa series?"

Raine had already slled it and was suddenly stunned, then shocked and astonished.

Now, hearing this, she hesitated to speak, her expression difficult to describe.

Tessa quickly figured it out and brought the perfu over to Evelyn Thompson and Chloe.

She said, "Mrs. Foster, Chlo-Chlo, this is the perfu Raine helped develop. You sll it, isn’t it nice?"

With a spray, a delicate mist drifted towards Evelyn.

Evelyn was captivated by this refreshing scent and also showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Tessa was extrely satisfied with her undisguised impressed expression. Turning her gaze to Chloe, she sprayed again near Chloe’s face.

"Chlo-Chlo, sll this carefully. This is what a real perfu is like. From now on, you better learn from Raine and try to catch up."

Chloe looked at her leisurely, "Miss Collins, do you like it?"

Tessa was annoyed by this title, but she held back her displeasure and said, "Of course I like it! Don’t be resentful, you should honestly learn from Raine."

Chloe said faintly, "Since you like it, you should buy it, right?"

Tessa laughed with an expression as if saying, "You’re stating the obvious!" She said, "Of course I’m going to buy it, for myself and for gifts. There are few won who wouldn’t like such a good perfu."

Chloe raised her eyebrows, "Oh, then, thank you, Miss Collins, for your patronage."

Tessa’s smile stiffened, "Why should you thank ?"

Rosalind also suddenly felt sothing was amiss.

She turned her head to see her daughter’s terrible expression.

Robert Foster smiled and took back the perfu bottle. He removed the sachets from both bottles, revealing the bottles themselves.

"I’m sorry, I forgot to introduce them just now. The first one, which Miss Collins thinks is not as good, is the Tree Essence Series perfu developed by Miss Raine Nolan. The second one, which Miss Collins can’t help but praise, is the All Living Things Series, Sea Salt Perfu, developed by our dear Chlo-Chlo."

Robert smiled brilliantly, "Miss Collins, you just said you would buy it, so thank you for your support!"

After saying that, he winked playfully and warmly at Chloe, "I’m going first."

Tessa was petrified, as if struck by lightning on a clear day.

She stared dumbfounded at Raine, "Raine, he, he got it wrong just now, right? The second one is yours, right?"

In the face of the truth, it was hard for Raine to lie.

She squeezed out an awkward smile and said, "The one he brought for comparison just now was a weaker fragrance in that series, so..."

"Weaker? But that’s the main one." Tessa’s expression doubted her whole life.

Raine suddenly couldn’t find the right words to say.

Seeing this, Rosalind coldly glanced at Chloe and quickly pulled the two of them away, swiftly changing the topic to lunch to divert their attention.

On this side, Evelyn couldn’t help but laugh, exclaiming in surprise, "Chlo-Chlo, you really can make perfu! Aunt Evelyn is so happy and impressed. I’m not worried about anything anymore, really not worried."

Before this, she had indeed been worried, but she also gladly accepted both outcos. After all, no matter who won, Redolence would still be in the hands of the Fosters in the end, with no losses to them.

This competition was simply proposed by the Master for the sake of fairness.

She didn’t care about those things; the happiness of the children was the most important thing.

Who would have thought that she would be hit by a bomb of surprise now, almost losing her bearings in happiness.