After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 998

Chapter 998

Maritza was surprised that Sylvia, who had just arrived, even knew the place used to be called "Moonlight Courtyard." She was momentarily stunned and found herself unable to meet Sylvia's clear almond eyes.

She hastily shifted her gaze to a camphor tree in the yard, trying to explain calmly, "After I moved here, I felt that 'Moonlight Courtyard' sounded a bit tacky, so I changed it. 'Lakeside Pavilion' sounds much better."

She had even consulted a master back then, who told her that "Lakeside Pavilion" would bring her good fortune.

She also sought the master's guidance to help elevate her career.

The master indeed helped her achieve what she desired.

Now, she was one of the top perfumers in the Hipps family company. Although she couldn't surpass Sylvia, she considered herself quite skilled in perfumery.

Especially with her perfume "Dark Secret," which sold very well and brought significant profits to Hipps Group's perfume company. This was all thanks to her.

She had her merits, so why should she be afraid?

No one knew about her consultation with the master back then.

Who in the Hipps family would know?

With this thought, she regained her confidence.

Sylvia observed the small courtyard for a while and then frowned slightly.

It was evident that there was a formation in this small courtyard. Although it was a small one, the array eye was the camphor tree.

This formation nurtured negative energy, and over time, it would breed a lot of malicious energy.

The longer this malicious energy lingered, the more it would accumulate.

Over time, it would gradually affect the overall fortune of the Hipps family, like a thousand-mile dyke being destroyed by an ant nest.

She could not let such a thing happen.

A cold glint flashed in her almond eyes.

It seemed Maritza had issues, especially since she detected a faint scent of blood in the woman's concoctions.

Maritza had no idea that she had already caught Sylvia's attention.

Sylvia looked up at the camphor tree, which appeared lush and green.

From the outside, there seemed to be no problem at all.

So after Clare and the others chatted with Maritza for a while, they left with Sylvia.

Seeing them leave, Maritza finally relaxed a bit.

She immediately returned to her workspace and continued working on the unfinished perfume on her workbench.

She grabbed a rabbit nearby and slit its throat. The rabbit didn't even have time to struggle before it died.

Blood gushed out continuously, flowing into the prepared container.

As more blood flowed out until the rabbit was drained dry, she tossed the lifeless rabbit into the trash can with a look of disgust.

After finishing all this, she continued her work.

It wasn't until late at night that she completed everything.

Looking at the large bucket of raw liquid she had made, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Early the next morning, Maritza carried the large bucket out of the courtyard and placed it in her car. She drove straight to Hipps Group's perfume company.

At nine in the morning, there was a new product discussion meeting. She arrived on time, holding a small sample bottle of perfume.

The pale red liquid inside the transparent bottle exuded a luxurious and seductive glow.

Several executives and some perfumers from the company were already seated in the meeting room. The perfumers didn't look too pleased.

"Miss Hipps has strong perfumery skills but hasn't released any new products for a while. Why is that?" A middle-aged man asked sharply.

"Yes! Her 'Dark Secret' always comes in large buckets of raw liquid that she brings herself for dilution by the company. Each time, only two thousand bottles can be made, which is far from enough to sell!"

"What kind of strange perfumer is this? Why not just give the formula to the company's factory for mass production instead of insisting on dilution?"

"I don't get it! What can you do with just two thousand bottles?"

The general manager of Hipps Group's perfume company was Clare's cousin, Joel Hipps. He was over forty years old and happened to be Maritza's uncle.

He found his niece's behavior quite troublesome as well.

But... she held the formula in her hands, so he couldn't scold or reprimand her harshly.

If she didn't provide the raw liquid for dilution and packaging...

"Dark Secret" would disappear entirely!

So now, the company was entirely dependent on Maritza's large bucket of raw liquid.

As everyone argued back and forth, the meeting room door suddenly opened from the outside.

Almost everyone's eyes turned towards Maritza and focused on the small sample bottle in her hand.

Unlike "Dark Secret," which had a dark hue, this liquid was pale red, like a demon's tear.

It was full of luxurious allure.

Maritza wore a white business suit and raised an eyebrow. "This is my new product. It's called 'Dark Sadness.'"