Chatper 454
Chapter 454 Nine Hundred and Ninety—Nine Roses
The crowd turned around and saw Linda walking in gracefully.
Except for Joseph, everyone else hurriedly stood up to greet her. Robert practically ran to her side and asked, “Miss Yancey, why are you here?”
“I came to visit. Do | need to report what | do to you?” Linda frowned slightly, then went straight to greet Joseph.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.
After exchanging pleasantries, she walked over to Melanie and asked with a smile, “So, what do you think of my suggestion just now? Set the rules according to how you usually make perfume.
The more detailed, the better!” “This method seems a bit risky,” Melanie replied with a smile. “Why do you say that?” Linda chimed in.
“With several perfumers present. I’m afraid that if | actually implement it, they'll all follow suit. It'll be a vicious cycle if it happens again in the friendly competition we're hosting in Harbor City, right? “Melanie explained.
“Hahaha!” Linda burst into laughter.
Seizing the opportunity, Melanie continued, “Besides, the Angle family is the top tier in the perfume industry, and we locals dominate almost all the perfume markets here. We shouldn't back people into a corner, right?”
“You're indeed wise, Melanie.” Linda remarked. After laughing heartily, Linda sat next to Melanie, sitting with a sharp yet elegant posture.
“That so-called friendly competition and its ridiculous rules! What a joke of a competition! wonder if they'll continue with it. It’s an embarrassment!” Linda’s words left everyone present
exchanging glances. Was Miss Yancey cursing the organizers? Today was truly an eye-opener!
This also indicated Linda’s firm support for Melanie and Yelena. Whoever dared to bring up this matter again would be at odds with Linda, and nobody dared to do so.
Robert looked embarrassed and could only fake a smile and agree, “You're absolutely right, Miss Yancey!”
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Staying longer would only invite further humiliation, so Robert quickly found an excuse and left with his entourage.
Joseph maintained his usual calm demeanor. The York family’s butler respectfully thanked Linda for her outspoken support.
“Don’t thank me. | owe Melanie a favor, and I’m repaying it today!” Linda smiled at Melanie. “I also want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to scold that Robert. I’ve had my eye on him for a while!”
Melanie chuckled. “You're too kind.”
Actually, Melanie couldn't quite figure out Linda’s background, including her personality. Sometimes, Linda seemed to wield immense power. She controlled everything with meticulous. precision, which could be intimidating. Other times, she came across as straightforward and simple, preferring directness over cunning.
Perhaps that was what a true leader was like. The atmosphere gradually eased. The butler asked a few things, to which Joseph agreed.
Then, the butler said, “Since Miss Yancey is here today, the master has an announcement. The family plans to host a banquet to introduce Miss York to everyone formally. Miss Yancey, would
you also honor us with your presence?”
“As long as Melanie is here, I'll be here too.” Linda graciously extended her courtesy to Melanie.
The butler smiled. “Miss Melanie will definitely be present. Miss York can’t do without her.”
“In that case, count me in!” Linda readily agreed.
Meanwhile, Harlow cast a sharp glance at Leo, who was sitting beside Melanie. Harlow’s eyes were filled with a sinister intent.
Back in his room, Harlow’s subordinate cautiously inquired. “Mr. York, it seems the master wants Miss Melanie to take her rightful place. What sort of gift are you planning to present at the party? I'll start searching immediately so Leo won't get ahead of us.”
“With my grandfather backing her, what else does she need?” Harlow shook his head, his gaze
growing fiercer. “Leo is getting closer to Melanie, and Melanie is Aunt’s confidante! I’m stuck in this house every day! He’s already getting ahead of me!”
Suddenly, Harlow’s eyes lit up. ”
you've given me an idea. This party is a perfect opportunity! If
| seize it, | can completely turn the tide!”
“What do you plan to do, Mr. York?” his subordinate asked, puzzled. +15 BONOS
“Order the finest fresh roses for me! | want nine hundred and ninety-nine of them!” Harlow’s eyes narrowed as he chuckled darkly.