Chapter 301 Mountain Guardians âHave you eaten yet?â
Melanie raised her eyebrows and smiled, knowing that Cyrus was concerned about her.
âOn the way back, I thought about it and planned to use some of the coldest spices to create this fragrance. Iâve already decided on the main ingredients. The top notes include amber and blackcurrant, the middle notes use clary sage and geranium. For the base notes, I originally wanted to use cedar and fir, but I felt that cedar was too heavy. I want the final fragrance to give a sense of overcoming difficulties. Can you help me think of a substitute?â
âHeh.â A scoff came from the phone. âAre you trying to challenge me? Cold spices are rare. Iâm old and my mind isnât as sharp, so I canât come up with anything!â
âDonât say that, Master. Youâre not old.â
Melanie thought of a different way to provoke him.
âDo you know? This time, we went to the mountains to ask the mountain guardians for help. I accidentally discovered an old lady who makes dried flower sachets with wildflowers from the mountain to make a living.
That old lady looks even older than you, but she didnât say her mind isnât sharp.â
âHeh.â Cyrus scoffed again. âWhat sachets? How can you make a pleasant fragrance with wildflowers without professional tools?â
âDonât doubt it. I brought back some sachets from her house this time. When you come to Harbor City, Iâll give them to you to smell. Youâll know that Iâm not exaggerating,â Melanie said confidently.
Cyrus coldly snorted a few times and hung up the phone. Melanie knew that he had agreed to help.
After contacting Cyrus, Melanie called Annie. She had heard that Annie encountered danger in the mountain bike racing area, and she was worried sick.
However, Melanie didnât talk about this. Instead, she asked Annie to contact Mr. Smith and help him with the PR campaign for the set of photos. Annie assured Melanie, and vowed not to let malicious.individuals distort the public opinion.
After a pause, Annie suddenly thought of something. Her tone changed as she said, âMelanie, I havenât asked you this before.
Have you and your mother ever suspected the cause of your fatherâs death?â
âWhy do you say that?â Melanieâs face became tense. âIn the first few years after my dadâs accident, my mom couldnât accept it.
She hired many people to investigate the cause of the car accident at that time, but later, it was confirmed that it was due to a drunk driver... Did you receive any information?â
âA private detective told me last night that he suddenly discovered a force investigating the cause of your fatherâs death. They were also looking into your fatherâs past... So I wondered, could that accident be more than just an accident? Otherwise, why are they investigating?â Annie analyzed cautiously.
âWho are these people?â Melanie asked anxiously.
113 +15 BONUS âI donât know. The private detective said that the opposing force is powerful, and he couldnât find out the details.â
Annie continued, âBut a prestigious family that can evade the investigation of the detectives I hire in Harbor City is very rare.â
Melanieâs heart skipped a beat, and inexplicably, the face of Jeffrey appeared in her mind first.
Thinking of the questions he asked early this morning, she felt a chill run down her spine.
âDonât think too much.â
Feeling the change in the atmosphere, Annie guessed what Melanie was thinking and advised, âIn Harbor City, not only Jeffrey is a big shot.â
âMaybe itâs just a coincidence, but today he asked about my dad.â Melanie explained why she felt that way.
âWho knows? Maybe heâs just curious about the father-in-law he has never met?â Annie suggested.
âBut donât you find it strange? At first, he proposed to marry me in secret. What was the purpose?â Melanie asked as she analyzed the situation.
âWhat else could it be?â Annie said decisively. âBecause you slept with him! After that, you left. President Morgan thought you were beautiful and fragrant. He couldnât forget you, and you stirred his soul.â
âGo to hell,â Melanie said playfully, but the depression she felt just now had dissipated a lot.
The series of live-action photos taken by Mr. Smith were released, and it exploded like a bomb on the internet. The news surrounding the mountain bike cross-country competition continued to spread, attracting widespread attention from various circles.
The organizer, Harper Group, was exposed by netizens. They had closed down and liquidated half a year agc went abroad, and just returned to register a new company in the country, all within the past two weeks. The were obviously inexperienced.
Moreover, almost all major enterprises in Harbor City sponsored this competition, indicating that the identitie of the backers were extraordinary. Meticulous netizens began to dig deeper, and they found the multinationa company, Romero Corporation.
To clear their responsibility, Romero Corporation came forward to provide substantial compensation to th participating drivers.
They also claimed to be deceived by Neal Harper, believing that he was a local in Harbo City and trusted him to organize the event, resulting in this tragedy.
Romero Corporationâs top-notch public relations covered all fronts, quickly and decisively drawing a clear lin with Harper Group.
Neal became the scapegoat for this accident and applied for bankruptcy liquidation in secret, not daring to utter a word.
A week after the incident, the heat finally subsided.
Melanie also focused all her energy on blending the perfume. She and Mr. Smith agreed to name it âSiberia On Saturday afternoon, Melanie received a call from an unknown number.
+15 BONUS âHello, Miss Melanie. Iâm President Romeroâs assistant. President Romero is in Harbor City today and would like to invite you to dinner,â a polite male voice said.