Chapter 1220:
Everyone gasped in shock.
No one had expected the specialist to arrive this soon.
But the man who had criticized her wasnât ready to let it go. âYour skills seem mediocre at best. What are you here for? To turn our high-end perfumes into something that anyone can buy?â
It was a poorly veiled jab, a trap to bait her into defending herself. But Allison wasnât one to falter.
âAh, so you must be very confident. Confident enough to believe your perfume will be a market darling, yes?â
Her words struck their mark like a well-aimed dart.
Everyone in the room knew the truth â his sales had been abysmal this year.
âYou!â he sputtered, his face flushing with embarrassment as he turned away.
Allison didnât see the point in lingering. She wasnât going to get anything worthwhile from this crowd. Turning on her heel, she left the laboratory.
She understood her position â she was an outsider here. Even if she stayed, meaningful information wouldnât be forthcoming.
So, she hung back at a distance, ears tuned to the chatter that quickly erupted once she was gone.
âWasnât Dibya Group supposed to cut ties with Aröme Tower? And isnât Fabian planning to sell the place? Then why did he send someone here?â
âYeah, I heard Fabianâs retiring. Maybe heâs trying to cash in one last time before bowing out?â
âDonât be ridiculous. The man doesnât need money.â
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âPerhaps itâs as rumored â he values Ms. Clarke and Mr. Lloyd from Ontdale.â
Hearing that, Allison frowned.
When sheâd spoken with Fabian, there hadnât been the slightest hint that he was retiring.
From a business perspective, it made no sense. Fabian selling Aröme Tower seemed improbable, unless there was something deeper at play.
Allison didnât linger long at Aröme Tower. Daylight, after all, was not the most discreet veil for investigations.
She quickly regrouped with Kellan.
âWe might need to revisit Dibya Group tomorrow and have another word with Fabian,â she said, casting one last glance at Aröme Tower towering behind her.
âThereâs something amiss here. From what I know, Dibya Group has always held a sterling reputation in Vriningâs business circles. Yet now, it seems entangled, far from free.â
Kellan shared her sentiments. âGiven Fabianâs stature, no one at Aröme Tower should be challenging his decisions. Yet, all heâs done is send us, two perfumers, over, and even that has stirred a hornetâs nest of dissatisfaction among the staff.â
If this were Charisma Company, Kellanâs decisions would hardly ever face opposition; they had become an unquestioned norm.
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