Ashley didn’t move.
How did she know Diana’s capability?
Diana didn’t urge her, just looking at Ashley in silence.
After a few minutes, Ashley couldn’t bear the silence in the office any longer. With a darkened face, she reached out her trembling hands and picked up the bottle of perfume blended by Diana.
With just a single smell, her expression changed extremely complicated.
She had been working in the blending business for many years, but it was the first time that Ashley smelt such a rich perfume.
The integration of the pre tune, middle tune, and post tune was quite subtle.
She was afraid that an international master of perfume would just be like this.
If Powell Group launch this perfume in the market, not only in Sliwell but also the whole world would remember it.
Ashley tightly bit her bottom lip. She was reluctant to admit being defeated.
She was reluctant that a woman, who just joined Powell Group a few weeks ago, could present a perfume that defeated her.
How could she bear such a humiliation?
Diana shook her head, feeling helpless.
She wasn’t interested in the perfume department of Powell Group. The reason that she joined Powell Group was to take revenge on Mirabelle, which had no conflict of interests with Ashley at all.
If it weren’t that Ashley insisted on setting her up, after Diana developed the perfume that could cure Brooklyn’s insomnia, Diana could even stop using the molecular lab of Powell Group.
“Ms. Carter, do you have any other comment?” Brooklyn looked at Ashley coldly.
The latter couldn’t utter any word, lost in her failure.
“I identified Anna’s perfume in person,” Brooklyn closed his eyes and said in a cold tone, “I know better than you about her capability. As a perfumer who could blend a bottle of perfume that delighted Mr. and Mrs. Hill, why would she steal a bottle of perfume that couldn’t compare to her own? Tell me, Ms. Carter.”
Ashley looked pale.
“Mr. Powell, I...” Ashley tried her best to retort, “Even if my blending skill is worse than Anna’s, it couldn’t prove that Anna wasn’t the person who has stolen the perfume.”
Diana curled her lips.
She had never seen such a stubborn person.
“Ms. Carter, tell me. Was the perfume stolen yesterday?”
“Yes, it was.”
“Last night?” asked Diana.
“Yes, last night. I left the company at five o’clock in the afternoon. I came to work at nine this morning and found the perfume was stolen.”
Diana smiled. “Mr. Powell, Mr. Gibson, have you heard it? It completely proves that I’m innocent.”
Harper heaved a sigh. He couldn’t bear Ashley’s stupid behaviors any longer.
“Ms. Carter, if that’s the case, Anna can’t be the suspect who stole the perfume.”
Ashley was shocked again.
She wondered why even Mr. Powell’s secretary also took Anna’s side.
Feeling speechless, Harper explained, “Anna had been staying in the office last night and didn’t leave until the early morning. Mr. Powell and I could prove that. Ms. Carter, will you suspect that Mr. Powell is covering Anna’s crime for her?”
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