Chapter 405 Snow Between the Brows


    The next day, Mnie took Jeffrey’s private ne to Medonia.


    Throughout the journey, she enjoyed the full-service treatment from the entire staff on the ne. She had even better treatment


    than the injured Jeffrey.


    Cyrus also arrived at the venue for the fragrancepetition. Knowing that Mnie was back, he specifically asked her to take


    him to the fragrance blending room to smell the fragrance she had created.


    “Is this fragrance a mystery, or a solution?” Cyrus asked.


    “Mystery.” Mnie replied.


    “The fragrance base is deep, mncholic, with middle notes of mimosa and musk. When you smell it, it inmediately


    umtes in your heart, bitter and lingering. What mystery are you creating?”


    “Emotion,” Mnie said.


    “Emotion?”


    “Yes, the most unpredictable thing in the world is emotion. The word emotion is like flowers and dew, or clouds and moon. They


    appear to be intertwined, but are forever separated. What’s love supposed to be? It makes one hold no fear in the face of death,”


    Mnie exined.


    Cyrus put down her fragrance and lowered his head, remaining silent for a moment before saying, “Indeed, | could smell the


    feeling you describe in this fragrance. It makes me feel like I’m carrying a heavy curse and fate.


    “Does it have a name?” Cyrus asked again.


    “This is an internationalpetition, and | want to highlight the characteristics of our domestic contestants. Coincidentally, the


    Yorks intend to invest, so | n to design the perfume packaging in an ancient Ustalian style, in coboration with the family’s


    patriotic reputation. I’ve thought about the name, and | intend to call it *.


    Snow Between the Brows.


    “Deep feelings pile up like Snow Between the Brows, which looks like Snow Between the Brows...” Cyrus raised his eyebrows.


    “This name has a unique charm.”


    “Thank you for thepliment, sir.”


    “So, do you have any ideas for the corresponding solution? Have you thought about it?” Cyrus asked.


    Mnie smiled. “Originally, | had no idea, so | returned to Ustal to handle some matters first. | nned to return to Medonia


    when | had a clearer idea. Just these few days, I’ve experienced some things, and ideas are


    slowly taking shape.”


    Cyrus couldn’t help but be curious. “Can you reveal a little in advance?”


    “I''ll tell you when I’ve finished it. | want to keep you in suspense,” Mnie said yfully.


    Cyrus pretended to be displeased, and crossed his arms. “When do you n to make it? Tonight?”


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    “Master, you’re too impatient. | n to go to the Yorks today. I’lle back in a few days to work on it,”


    Mnie said.


    Cyrus raised his eyebrows. “You''re going to the Yorks? | just made an appointment with Joseph. Let’s go together.”


    “Okay.”


    Mnie agreed without hesitation. With Cyrus providing cover, it would be easier for her than going to the York family alone.


    The York estate.


    Harlow also returned from Harbor City. To show loyalty and filial piety, he didn’t change his clothes and went straight to Joseph’s


    study to report on the business development in Harbor City.


    Only when Joseph nodded did he breathe a sigh of relief and return to his own courtyard.


    In his room, Sylvia, wearing a strong fragrance and a sexy nightgown, was waiting for him. As soon as she saw him, she clung to


    him without letting go.


    “Harlow, I’ve missed you so much.”


    “Get lost!” Harlow impatiently pushed her away.


    He had indulged her for a few days before, so this woman thought she was something. If he wasn’t in a hurry to return to Ustal


    with Luis a few days ago, he would have sent her away long ago. He didn’t expect her to still cling to him like this.


    Sylvia, seeing that Harlow was indeed disgusted with her, could only grit her teeth and change her strategy.’ Harlow, did you


    instruct not to let anyone treat that bastard’s injuries?”


    “What''s wrong?”


    Harlow loosened his tie and leaned against the sofa, impatience evident on his face.


    “His injuries have actually healed! It’s only been a few days, but | already saw him starting to y football on the field yesterday.


    A few days ago, he was still running a fever and his wound was infected. If no one had bought medicine for him, how could he


    have recovered so quickly?”


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