Chapter 363 Perfume Blending Melanie didnât really know Joseph, but the question posed was already challenging enough, so a little more challenge didnât hurt.
She glanced at the four âmodelsâ sitting in a row, gathered her focus, and walked to the fragrance blending station.
âMiss Jones, which personâs fragrance will you start with?â Robert asked from the audience.
âSince itâs an impromptu performance, Iâll decide as I go. Maybe Iâll blend them all together?â Melanie swept her gaze across the stage with a nonchalant tone. âPlease stay quiet. I donât like being disturbed.â
Although Robert was dissatisfied, he kept silent.
She had one hour to create four different fragrances. While Joseph presented it as a single challenge, it was essentially four separate tasks.
However, Melanie was confident in herself. Since childhood, she had been interested in perfume blending.
Even though her father forbade her from entering this field, she never gave up on secretly studying it.
Over the years, she had studied thousands of aroma compounds from all around the world. She knew nearly a hundred base notes and dozens of successful perfume formulations-all of this knowledge was stored in her mind. Once inspiration hit her, she didnât need to waste time choosing aroma compounds.
Robertâs provocation and Josephâs difficult questions had ignited Melanieâs fighting spirit. She skillfully manipulated the test tubes and bottles, racing against time.
Forty-five minutes later, she added the final drop of aldehyde, elegantly put away the test tube, closed the bottle cap, and removed her gloves.
âItâs done,â she said coolly.
Everyone on stage and in the audience was astonished-she had created four fragrances in just forty-five minutes!
Robert narrowed his eyes, and the people around him started to comment disdainfully, âSomething concocted in forty-five minutes must be shoddy!â
âMiss Melanie, we are all curious about the fragrances you blended. Can the staff bring them down for testing? âRobert also spoke up.
Melanie extended her hand, signaling that it was okay. The staff hurriedly brought a cart up and opened the caps of the four fragrances for people to sample.
The atmosphere, which was filled with indiscreet remarks, suddenly became quiet again.
On the stage, William, following Jeffreyâs instructions, brought a chair for Melanie. Without lifting her head, she expressed her thanks. She was indeed a bit tired, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
After a while, once everyone in the audience had smelled the fragrances, the cart was pushed up again, +15 BONUS At this point, Robert began to question, âMiss dones, donât you want to explain these fragrances?â
âIâm a bit thirsty.â She deliberately avoided answering, smiling at the audience below.
The staff quickly brought her a glass of orange juice.
All eyes were on her. Melanie leisurely sipped the orange juice, deliberately taking her time.
Only after finishing half a glass did she say. âThese four fragrances correspond to the four people on stage. The top notes represent the publicâs impression of them, while the middle and base notes represent my impressions. I believe that once you smell the top notes, it wonât be difficult for you to distinguish which bottle corresponds to whom.â
Her words were arrogant, and not the tiniest bit modest. If she had said this before the perfume blending, the audience would have burst into laughter, but now, after smelling the four fragrances, the crowd remained silent.
Nobody spoke because everyone who had smelled them knew she was telling the truth.
At this moment, the four models on stage also smelled their respective perfumes. Joseph, looking at Robertâs dumbfounded expression, laughed and said, âMelanie, why donât you give an explanation? There are still some laymen here. They might not be able to detect the subtleties in your fragrances.â
Josephâs words were full of mockery, and Robertâs face became even more unsightly.
âAlright.â
Melanie put down the glass, stood up, and walked to the perfume cart. She started with the first bottle of the perfume.
âThis fragrance belongs to the woody fragrance type. The top notes are composed of honey tangerine, lotus, and bergamot-
elegant, clean, and magnificent, like an outstanding cellist performing a beautiful movement.
âFor the middle notes, I used tonka beans, aquatic notes, and pink pepper, and the base note is vetiver. The owner of this perfume is elegant, exquisitely refined, and pure, like a poet in a white suit. A delicate and polite friend.â
Melanie raised her head and looked at Leo, saying, âThis perfume is crafted for Mr. Leo.â
The audience nodded in agreement.
When they smelled the top note just now, they already knew that this fragrance was created for Leo. The combination of bergamot and honey tangerine couldnât be cleaner and more tranquil. It truly perfectly replicated the first impression he gave people.
âNow, for the second fragrance. Who does it belong to?â
Melanie picked up the second bottle of perfume, and looked at the four people on stage.