Chapter 418 Won''t Let This Rest


    Despite the huge changes that the man’s face had undergone, Mnie was able to recognize him in an


    instant.


    His face had been seared in her memories.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    The man who took away her most beloved father......


    Judas Chapman!


    That drunk driver! What was he doing here? His prison term wasn’t yet over, shouldn''t he still be in jail?!


    Mnie was so agitated, she could almost feel her heart in her throat. By the time she calmed herself down


    enough and wanted to get out of the car for a clearer look, Judas had vanished without a trace.


    “Drive back into that street!”


    Mnie instructed the driver to head in a different direction toward the opposite street where she saw Judas.


    They searched in vain for him, driving down four streets.


    “Mrs. Morgan, who are you looking for? Shall we report this to President Morgan?” the driver asked cautiously.


    Mnie paused for a moment before sighing, “Let’s head back. I''ll tell him about this myself.”


    Although the driver didn’t report the situation to Jeffrey, the vehicle of bodyguards following behind them


    realized something was wrong when their car kept driving up and down the streets. Thus, they reported it to


    Jeffrey. When Mnie returned to the hotel room, Jeffrey was already waiting for her.


    The moment he saw her, he asked worriedly, “What happened today? Did you see someone?”


    “The man who was drunk—driving and killed my dad...” Mnie choked back tears as she spoke.


    “Isn’t he supposed to still be in jail?”


    Jeffrey''s brows furrowed. He put his handsfortingly over Mnie’s shoulders.


    “That’s what | thought too, but I’m sure | made no mistake. It was him,” Mnie said with certainty.


    Jeffrey grabbed his phone, and instructed William to investigate the matter.


    “Don''t worry. He couldn’t have possibly broken out of jail in broad daylight. If he asked for early release using


    underhanded means, I''ll send him back immediately!”


    Mnie nodded, with no choice but to wait until William checked things out.


    Soon, the trip to Medonia officially came to an end. The next day, Mnie, Jeffrey and Cyrus returned to Harbor City together.


    Mnie was still feeling blue throughout the ne ride, immersed in her own thoughts.


    Cyrus thought she didn’t take his advice to heart. After pondering for a moment, he said, “My dear girl! | suddenly recalled that |


    wrote a book titled “Super Simple Fragrance Blending“. Although those were insights |


    gleaned over a decade ago, they remain true even till today...”


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    “Super Simple Fragrance Blending?” Mnie perked up at once. “Did you write that? It’s out of print. I''ve been wanting to read it,


    but | can’t find it no matter how hard | try!”


    Cyrus smiled smugly. He knew he had what it took to coax his disciple. “I''ll get someone to send it from


    Willowfort. You''ll find it at your doorstep tomorrow when you reach home.”


    “Thank you, Master!”


    When Mnie reached home, she held Elder Gibson’s “Super Simple Fragrance Blending” in her hands as if it


    were treasure. She wrapped herself in her sheets all day, pouring through the pages.


    She ate whatever the kitchen sent her without being picky, to which Jeffrey was very pleased.


    Three dayster, Mnie had read through the entire book and coincidentally received a call from Cyrus


    “The book contains my insights from over a decade ago. It’spletely different from my fragrance blending philosophy right


    now.


    “But it seems to resolve the problem I’m facing right now,” Mnie said.


    “| used to believe in simplicity in the past, but now | realized thatplexities are equally interesting too,” Cyrus said.


    After a pause, Mnie asked, “Master, are you trying tofort me?”


    “You''ll have toe round it yourself. | can’t help much.”


    “You''ve already helped me a lot,” she said. “I cane round it. Don’t worry.”


    “What do | have to worry about? Hah!” Cyrus chuckled. “Your second uncle, on the other hand, loves to hum and haw. Just ask


    me if there’s anything you don’t understand. I''ll tell you everything | know!”


    He suddenly thought of something, and said, “But | must remind you, Robert Locke will not let this rest. | heard his henchman


    Aiden Armstrong is in a rush to concoct a new fragrance. Watch out for him.”


    “Why is he always targeting me?”


    Mnie was very puzzled. An insignificant fledgling like her had no chance at all to offend him.


    “He isn’t exactly targeting you. He’s been dissatisfied with the progress of the fragrance industry in Medonia over the years. He’s


    a local perfumer, yet he’s barely surviving under the York family’s influence. He’s naturally upset about that. Whatever it is, just


    watch out,” Cyrus exined.


    Mnie nodded, her gaze unwittingly floating to theputer by her side.


    An assistant from herpany’s perfume department sent her a weblink. “Miss Jones, take a look at this. Something bad just


    happened...”


    Mnie clicked on the link, and read the news article.


    She said into the phone, “Master, you''re such a prophet. Can you switch to the news channel right now? Aiden has begun


    making a move.”