Chapter 301 Mountain Guardians


    “Have you eaten yet?”


    Mnie raised her eyebrows and smiled, knowing that Cyrus was concerned about her.


    “On the way back, | thought about it and nned to use some of the coldest spices to create this fragrance. I''ve already decided


    on the main ingredients. The top notes include amber and ckcurrant, the middle notes use ry sage and geranium. For the


    base notes, | originally wanted to use cedar and fir, but | felt that cedar was too heavy. | want the final fragrance to give a sense


    of oveing difficulties. Can you help me think of a substitute?”


    “Heh.” A scoff came from the phone. “Are you trying to challenge me? Cold spices are rare. I’m old and my


    mind isn’t as sharp, so | can’te up with anything!”


    “Don’t say that, Master. You''re not old.”


    Mnie thought of a different way to provoke him.


    “Do you know? This time, we went to the mountains to ask the mountain guardians for help. | identally


    discovered an olddy who makes dried flower sachets with wildflowers from the mountain to make a living.


    That olddy looks even older than you, but she didn’t say her mind isn’t sharp.”


    “Heh.” Cyrus scoffed again. “What sachets? How can you make a pleasant fragrance with wildflowers without professional


    tools?”


    “Don''t doubt it. | brought back some sachets from her house this time. When youe to Harbor City, I''ll give them to you to


    smell. You''ll know that I’m not exaggerating,” Mnie said confidently.


    Cyrus coldly snorted a few times and hung up the phone. Mnie knew that he had agreed to help.


    After contacting Cyrus, Mnie called Annie. She had heard that Annie encountered danger in the mountain


    bike racing area, and she was worried sick.


    However, Mnie didn’t 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 Mnie, 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, “Mnie, | haven’t asked you this before.


    Have you and your mother ever suspected the cause of your father’s death?”


    “Why do you say that?” Mnie’s face became tense. “In the first few years after my dad’s ident, my mom couldn’t ept it.


    She hired many people to investigate the cause of the car ident at that time, butter, it was confirmed that it was due toa


    drunk driver... Did you receive any information?”


    “A private detective told mest night that he suddenly discovered a force investigating the cause of your father’s death. They


    were also looking into your father’s past... So | wondered, could that ident be more than just an ident? Otherwise, why are


    they investigating?” Annie analyzed cautiously.


    “Who are these people?” Mnie asked anxiously.


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    “| don’t know. The private detective said that the opposing force is powerful, and he couldn''t find out the details.”


    Annie continued, “But a prestigious family that can evade the investigation of the detectives | hire in Harbor City is very rare.”


    Mnie’s 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.


    “Don''t think too much.”


    Feeling the change in the atmosphere, Annie guessed what Mnie was thinking and advised, “In Harbor City, not only Jeffrey is


    a big shot.”N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    “Maybe it’s just a coincidence, but today he asked about my dad.” Mnie exined why she felt that way.


    “Who knows? Maybe he’s just curious about the father-inw he has never met?” Annie suggested.


    “But don’t you find it strange? At first, he proposed to marry me in secret. What was the purpose?” Mnie asked as she


    analyzed the situation.


    “What else could it be?” Annie said decisively. “Because you slept with him! After that, you left. President Morgan thought you


    were beautiful and fragrant. He couldn’t forget you, and you stirred his soul.”


    “Go to hell,” Mnie said yfully, 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 inte. The news


    surrounding the mountain bike cross-countrypetition continued to spread, attracting widespread attention from various


    circles.


    The organizer, Harper Group, was exposed byizens. They had closed down and liquidated half a year agc went abroad, and


    just returned to register a newpany in the country, all within the past two weeks. The were obviously inexperienced.


    Moreover, almost all major enterprises in Harbor City sponsored thispetition, indicating that the identitie of the backers were


    extraordinary. Meticulousizens began to dig deeper, and they found the multinationapany, Romero Corporation.


    To clear their responsibility, Romero Corporation came forward to provide substantialpensation to th participating drivers.


    They also imed 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 Corporation''s top-notch public rtions covered all fronts, quickly and decisively drawing a clear lin with Harper Group.


    Neal became the scapegoat for this ident and applied for bankruptcy liquidation in secret, not daring to utter a word.


    Aweek after the incident, the heat finally subsided.


    Mnie also focused all her energy on blending the perfume. She and Mr. Smith agreed to name it “Siberia


    On Saturday afternoon, Mnie received a call from an unknown number.


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    “Hello, Miss Mnie. I’m President Romero’s assistant. President Romero is in Harbor City today and would like to invite you to


    dinner,” a polite male voice said.