Chapter 127
There was a substantial media presence at the event, arranged by Elijah himself to boost his profile.
Some were even live-streaming the event online.
The previous incident had quickly spread online, sparking an inte bacsh.
Arabe watched with satisfaction as the topic on Twitter began to trend. She was delighted to see the
barrage of unsightly insults directed at Vivienne in thements section.
...
On stage.
"Vivienne, don''t get too cocky!" Elijahughed bitterly in his rage.
"Enough." Vivienne looked impatient.
"I''ll make sure you lose dignity!" Elijah coldly threatened her before signaling for thepetition to
start.
Given that perfume blending required inspiration, even though the contestants had a week to prepare,
thepetition was set for one hour.
The time quietly passed, and the audience watched as Elijah theatrically sniffed various ingredients.
Once in a while, he would spray the blended perfume on a tester strip and then pretend to contemte
something as he scribbled on a piece of paper. He seemed to be trying to impress the audience with
his creativity.
On the other hand, Vivienne swiftly picked out a few ingredients she needed as soon as she arrived at
the perfume blending station. She then began to blend the perfume ording to specific proportions,
and in less than ten minutes, she hadpleted a bottle of perfume.
Afterwards, she sat down at the perfume blending station and started to doze off.
To ensure fairpetition and prevent cheating, everything on the two perfume blending stations was
projected onto arge screen behind the stage.
Thus, the audience got a close-up view of Vivienne''s face. It was magnified several times and upied
half of therge screen.
Percival rubbed his temples. He was somewhat exasperated. He had to admit that his darling girl
looked rather cute when she was sleeping.
But he didn''t like the idea of so many people watching her sleep.
Elijah, who was still gently fanning the scent from the tester strip, caught sight of this and sneered. He
thought to himself that, as anticipated, Vivienne was using the form left by her mother for the
But she was too naive. She was not even bothering to hide it.
A video of Vivienne challenging Elijahst Friday had been uploaded online, so most of the people in
the audience knew about the perfume form left by Vivienne''s mother. Now, like Elijah, they assumed
Vivienne was using it.
As a result, the audience looked at Vivienne with disdain. They figured that even if she did outperform
Elijah, it would be thanks to her mother''s skills, not her own.
How dare she challenge the ''Perfume Prince'' in this way?
Only the students from ss Eighteen, Percival, and his mother looked at Vivienne with confidence.
To be honest, even Leopold and Thomas, who hade to enjoy the spectacle, had doubts about
Vivienne.
"Mrs. Ellington."
Turning around, Cecilia saw Ste, who had previously run away. "Ste?"
The girl had left abruptly earlier, and now she had returned just as mysteriously.
After leaving, Ste had grown increasingly frustrated and had returned to see Vivienne make a fool of
herself in front of everyone, losing dignity against Elijah.
"Mrs. Ellington, Ms. Hawthorn''s behavior is really unbing." Ste frowned, feigning concern. "We
all know she doesn''t have the talent for perfume blending and is using her mother''s form for the
be a proud victory or an honorable defeat."
"Nonsense!" Cecilia''s expression turned cold. "Vivienne won''t lose. She doesn''t need her mother''s
form. She''s got a natural talent for perfume blending. Elijah isn''t fit topete with her!"
Ste was stunned and shared the same thought as Leopold. Had Vivienne cast a spell on Cecilia?
How else could the woman, who had despised Vivienne just a week ago, be such an ardent
supporter in such a short time?
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What Ste didn''t know was that during the week she had been pestering Vivienne, Cecilia had seen
for herself how Vivienne casually blended several exquisite perfumes, all of which were no less
impressive than any product Elijah had ever made.
Naturally, having the advantage of being close, she pilfered every sample.
She particrly loved one of the chypre perfumes and had asked Vivienne to make it exclusively for
her and not to sell it on the market.
Vivienne readily agreed, so the chypre perfume became her own, and she named it "Cecilia."
She was delighted to have such a considerate future daughter-inw. Who said she didn''t like
Vivienne?
Maybe she had forgotten her past self.
"Ste, go back to your seat. Your presence here is thinning the air and making it hard for me to
breathe." Cecilia coldly dismissed Ste.
Leopold nearlyughed out loud. So Percival got his sharp tongue from Cecilia, huh?
"Mrs. Ellington..." Ste was taken aback. She thought she still held a higher status than Vivienne in
Cecilia''s eyes. But now that she had made some negativements about Vivienne, Cecilia was
driving her away.
Cecilia, however, was focused on the stage and ignored her.
As a woman, she could see that while Ste was talking to her, her eyes were constantly darting
towards Percival.
Before, when Percival was disabled, she hardly saw Ste trying to get close to him.
Now that Percival was well, Ste was so eager to be around. Did she think Cecilia was blind and
foolish?
On second thought, Vivienne was much better. Despite her incredible talent, she remained low-key,
and she didn''t mind that her son was disabled at the beginning.
Ste noticed that Cecilia was giving her the cold shoulder, and Percival hadn''t even spared her a
nce. Defeated, she skulked away.
On stage.
An hour passed.
Elijah had finally finished with his theatrics.
Then someone came on stage to spray the perfumes concocted by Vivienne and Elijah onto paper
testers. These testers were then passed to the judges.
At first, almost all the judges were rather indifferent toward Vivienne''s creation, not even touching it.
They were all taken with Elijah''s fragrance, singing its praises.
One of the younger judges smiled at Elijah and said, "The Perfume Prince, truly, your reputation
precedes you. Thistest creation surpasses anything you''ve done before."
The head judge, Mrs. Dunhill, a dignified woman in her fifties, was wearing a proper suit, draped in a
silk shawl. She also gave Elijah a nod and a smile.
"This might be my favorite among the newer fragrances you''ve released, following your mentor Master
Q''s ''Hallucination,'' ''Abyss,'' and ''Fading Dream.'' Keep it up. One day, you might surpass your mentor."
The crowd was astounded by her review. The possibility of surpassing the Scent Maestro, Master Q,
was an incredibly high praise. Given Mrs. Dunhill''s international renown, herment was almost
equivalent to an authoritative verdict.
The media''s cameras couldn''t get enough of Elijah. The shes were seemingly never-ending. They
were all vying to capture this moment, eager to score headline news.
Elijah nced at Vivienne''s neglected paper tester and gave her a smug smile. He knew he was bound
to win. Mrs. Dunhill''sment made him even more certain that Riley was Master Q.
Others, naturally, were also watching Vivienne and the reactions of Percival and Cecilia. They were
secretly rejoicing over Vivienne''s downfall. Not only had she lost dignity, but so had the Ellington family.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, the only judge who was seriouslyparing Elijah and Vivienne''s paper testers, Henry
White, held up Vivienne''s tester and said something in French to Mrs. Dunhill with a puzzled look.
Mrs. Dunhill, looking equally puzzled, picked up Vivienne''s tester and sniffed it.
A momentter, her face was a picture of shock as she looked at Vivienne. "This... this is... this is
''Hallucination''?"