Chapter 325 Convicted
Mnie and the two policemen exchanged nces before smiling helplessly.
Thisdy wasn’t only blind, but also mentally disoriented. No wonder she got lost.
Mnie handed her identity card to the policemen, who checked and verified her identity before allowing her
to leave the police station.
Before she left, the blinddy clung onto Mnie’s arm, refusing to let go. The tears brimming in her eyes were genuine. Mnie
almost couldn''t bear to leave.
“Madam,” Mnie tried tofort her, “I need to leave right now. I''ll leave my phone number with you, and
you can contact me anytime.”
“Give me your number, I''ll memorize it,” thedy said, finally calming down.
Mnie recited her phone number to the olddy, whomitted it to memory before finally allowing Mnie
to go.
After the interlude, Mnie focused all her attention on the perfume exhibition.
Mr. Smith was actively involved as well. They worked with employees of Morgan Group and Thousand Acre
Exhibitions to design and furnish the exhibition hall in two starkly different styles. The exterior of the exhibition
hall looked fiery and passionate, while the interior looked cold as ice. The zoomed-in photos that made up the
backdrop were thought-provoking.
Positioned at the most eye-catching position in the exhibition hall was the ‘Siberian Butterflies’ perfume that
wasn’t yet showcased to the world.
On the first day of the exhibition, Elder Gibson came without any warning. It came as a pleasant surprise to
Mnie.
“Don’t bother apanying me. Go be with your partners. I''ll look around by myself,” Elder Gibson said, trying to make Mnie
leave his side by looking as if he couldn’t care less about being left alone.
“Partners aren’t importantpared to my mentor,” Mnie said with a smile.
“How are they not important? You pay me dividends every quarter right now. I’m a shareholder of Jones
Enterprise too, okay?” Elder Gibson scolded her jokingly.
Mnie nodded, looking as if realization just dawned upon her. “So you do care about the measly dividends |
pay you! In that case, | have to work harder.”
She knew Cyrus didn’t want to bother her, so she continued making small talk with guests who were interested in her fragrances.
From the corner of her eye, she spotted Cyrus standing in front of ‘Siberian Butterflies’ for a long time.
They concocted that perfume together, and he should be no stranger to it.
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Mnie quietly walked over; she realized he wasn’t staring at the perfume, but at the photo wall behind the
perfume disy.
“The photos behind ‘Siberian Butterflies’ were specially selected by Mr. Smith. They feature the hands of the olddy in the
mountains as she made potpourri by hand. Her hands are old and wrinkly, yet svelte and lithe, a paradoxical representation of
someone seemingly of privilege worn down by the passage of time. There’s a
depth to this photo.
“Are you all right?” Mnie asked after standing with him for a while.
He retracted his gaze, as he stuttered, “This h-hand...”
He trailed off with an uncontroble tremor in his voice.
“It belongs to that olddy who lives in Mount Coloss. She was making potpourri when Mr. Smith took photos of her hands. Is
something wrong?” Mnie exined,
He shook his head, and turned to leave. When he brushed past her, she seemed to notice tears shining in his
eyes.
Did the photo evoke memories of his loved one, who had passed away?
He didn’t seem to want her to pry further, so Mnie didn’t follow him and instead allowed him the space to roam around and
look at other exhibits.
Shortly after he left, amotion broke out at the entrance of the exhibition hall. Jeffrey was here with his
employees.
His subordinates blocked off the paparazzi, who started swarming around him as he made a beeline for
Mnie.
“John is here with a bunch of reporters and policemen. Seems like he’s here for you,” Jeffrey whispered into her ear by way of
reminder.
“I''ve been waiting for him for a while now,” Mnie said with a twinkle in her eyes.
Jeffrey had expected this to happen, but he truly felt at ease when he heard her say that. “Do you need me to do anything?”
“Go backstage. If you’re around, you''ll be the center of everyone’s attention. The effect that John and | both want won''t be
achieved,” Mnie said unceremoniously while shoving him away. “Leave, quick. Don’t ruin
things for me.”
Ruin things for her?
Jeffrey arched his brows, but did as he was told and walked through the crowd to the backstage of the
exhibition.
As Mnie had expected, shortly after the hype that Jeffrey''s arrival created died down, yet another
commotion broke out at the entrance.
Ajunior assistant of the perfume department hurried over.
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“Miss, hordes of people from White Group havee, on top of a bunch of reporters! John White even has the
police with him, iming that they’re here to catch you!”
“Is that something he has the right to decide?” Mnie’s eyes grew cold as she patted the assistant’s
shoulders. “Come on, let’s head over and take a look.”
“Miss!”
John made a beeline straight for Mnie the moment he arrived at the exhibition.
“President White, that’s a very peculiar entourage you have there,” Mnie said as she nced at the reporters and policemen
lined up behind him.
There were already quite a number of reporters at the exhibition, who swiftly gathered over and aimed their cameras at Mnie
and John.
“| brought along policemen dedicated to serving the citizens and reportersmitted to reporting truths. They’re not here just for
fun. They''re here to expose your crimes!” John deliberately said loudly before the
cameras.
He pointed a finger at Mnie/
“She’s suspected of using prohibited drugs! She should be convicted ording tow!”
“President White, is that a joke?” Mnie sneered as her eyes narrowed. “You can’t just make baseless usations and say
that I''m involved in illegal activities. Do you have any proof?”
“Of course, | do!”
John pointed in another direction at the perfume behind Mnie.
“Why did this ‘Siberian Butterflies’ perfume gain the approval of all the bigwigs in the perfume industry? How did it gain such
poprity even before it wasunched to market? That’s because Mnie Jones hid a secret ingredient inside, and that’s tonka
beans!”
He then dered confidently. “Tonka beans are very fragrant and can suppress one’s central nervous system. The addition of
tonka beans is bound to make a perfume even more alluring than ordinary perfumes. They''re a prohibited ingredient, yet Mnie
Jones used them despite knowing it was against thew!?