Rosanna?
Edmund Moore?
These two indeed have a certain reputation in the perfumery world.
The circle of perfumery is not that large; anyone with a bit of fame is well-known.
Arabella Vanderbilt merely smiled indifferently. A warm breeze carrying the scent of lavender came, she lightly inhaled and raised her eyebrows as she whispered softly:
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You…"
Angeline Copeland, failing to upset her and wanting to say more, didn't get the chance as Arabella turned and left.
Angeline Copeland felt as if she had punched cotton and was infuriated by Arabella's attitude of completely disregarding her.
She just wanted to dampen her spirits before the competition, but she ended up running off quickly!
Being oppressively authoritative in the company, she can't lift her head; now that they were opponents, naturally, she did not want to make it easy for her.
"Let it go, Angeline. Juliana will probably arrive soon. Let's go find her!"
