Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love novel Chapter 117

The Moore Group, in the sample room.

Phillip placed a row of essences by name on the long table and turned to look at Ann, who was standing next to him.

"Are you ready?"

Ann glanced at the essences, turned around, and nodded with confidence.

"Let's begin."

A teasing smile flashed across Phillip's eyes as he took an empty bottle.

He mixed up essences casually and then shook the bottle gently. After the essence was completely mixed, he indicated that Ann could turn around.

He took out a clean handkerchief from his chest, sprayed the mixed perfume on it, and then handed the handkerchief to Ann.

"Don't forget what you promised me. If you can't distinguish anyone of them, I can make any request of you."

Ann took the handkerchief and carefully smelled the fragrance in the air. She picked up the pen and paper on the table and quickly wrote down the top notes of the perfume.

"Of course, but if you lose, I can also make any request of you!"

Phillip worked with her today and heard her talk about a qualified perfumer who could distinguish thousands of fragrances.

Out of curiosity, he wanted to test it out, so he had a bet with Ann.

Ann needed to wrote down the essences quickly that Phillip used according to the top, middle and base notes of the perfume.

Phillip glanced at the paper and raised his eyebrows.

All the essences he had used were written on the paper.

But at this time, Ann frowned and sprayed the perfume on the handkerchief again. After smelling, she wrote other essences on the paper, but she then erased them.

In the end, she put down the pen in defeat. "There should be another essence. I feel it's familiar, but I can't remember it for a moment."

Ann had always been confident in her professionalism in the perfume field, but now she was somewhat defeated.

Phillip, a layman, casually mix up essences from the sample room that she was so familiar with.

But she even couldn't write down all of them.

A foxy smile flashed across Phillip's eyes. He picked up the piece of paper that Ann had written on the table and smiled at her dejected face.

"You lost."