The Fragrance Queen's Final Note novel Chapter 8

Had she figured something out?

Impossible! Even if she was madly in love with him and could supposedly excuse his "medical necessity," there was no way she would stay this quiet if she actually found out.

He was definitely overthinking it.

His thoughts were violently interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Checking the caller ID, he picked up.

"Mr. Calvert, bad news! The company's stock plummeted and hit the floor limit right at the opening bell!"

**

In the brief fifteen-minute pre-market session, Queenie had utilized several linked accounts under her control to aggressively dump massive sell orders onto Evermore Group's ledger—far exceeding normal trading volumes.

Panicked by the immense selling pressure, retail investors assumed a disastrous internal leak had occurred and rushed to liquidate their shares. Buy orders were instantly swallowed up, and the stock price went into freefall.

As long as she didn't withdraw her sell wall, the stock would be pinned at the absolute bottom. No one would be able to break it.

*A man who wrongs his wife invites financial ruin. Since you didn't understand the concept, Zander, I'll just have to teach you a very expensive lesson!*

Riding a wave of satisfaction, she arrived at her atelier.

It was a two-story building with gray brick walls completely draped in star jasmine vines. A brass plaque hung by the entrance, engraved with the name: Atelier Queenie.

The interior wasn't massive. The first floor served as her private mixing lab, while the second floor was dedicated to storing raw aromatics.

Slipping into a linen apron and loosely tying her hair back, she set to work in front of her copper distiller, extracting the chilled essential oils from her flower petals.

In one month, she would be competing in an international perfumery competition known as the Olfactory Chronicles.

The host was Aurélle, a top-tier luxury conglomerate. Their empire spanned fragrances, fashion, jewelry, and leather goods, with their fragrance division pulling in the highest margins.

Queenie took this competition incredibly seriously. If she won, she wouldn't just secure a collaboration with Aurélle. She would make a real name for herself. She would no longer be just the woman fading into the background of Zander's life.

While exposing her secret identity as a legendary trader would undoubtedly bring her massive fame, she didn't want to earn applause through that avenue. She had thrown herself into finance strictly for his sake. It wasn't a badge of honor; it was a mark of shame.

Besides, she hated those cold, ruthless numbers. They drove people mad and destroyed families.

She wanted to shine in her own dream.

Slapping those two cheaters in the face over the last couple of days had delayed her progress. From now on, she was pouring all her focus into the competition.

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