Chapter 1452: The Smoky Atmosphere of the Fragrance Mixing Contest

Chapter 1452: Chapter 1452: The Smoky Atmosphere of the Fragrance Mixing Contest

Xaviera Evans widened her eyes in shock when she received Irene Hamer’s call. "What? I’ve been eliminated?"

Irene looked equally puzzled, "That doesn’t make sense, there’s no way you could be eliminated!"

Xaviera’s eyes flickered. The perfume she entered wasn’t the best one she had, but it should have been enough to take her to the finals, if not win the whole thing. How could she possibly be eliminated in the first round?

A sudden thought crossed Xaviera’s mind, "Could you check who I was up against in the first round?"

Irene immediately understood what Xaviera was implying and her voice turned serious, "I’ll look it up now."

Initially, Irene had not suspected any foul play. However, Xaviera’s comment hinted at the possibility of sabotage, the deliberate framing that led to Xaviera’s elimination.

In a short while, Irene called back, "It was Quinn Powell."

Xaviera smirked, "That’s expected. Although I didn’t think she’d be so desperate to eliminate me in the first round by stealing my perfume formula. How shameless!"

"No..." Irene’s face turned pale. If Quinn had entered the competition using Xaviera’s perfume formula and managed to eliminate Xaviera, it would have been business as usual, given the flawlessness of both formulas, and the judges would have chosen based on their own preferences. However...

Irene’s voice filled with rage, "Quinn Powell didn’t submit a perfume at all! She didn’t bring out a perfume or a formula. They just eliminated you as soon as she signed up!"

Xaviera’s grip on her phone tightened until it turned pale. After a long silence, she laughed bitterly, "Ever since Mrs. Algoma’s death, this perfume competition has been filled with corruption. What’s the point of an unfair competition?"

"Xaviera, what are you going to do?" Irene asked.

This was just too ridiculous! How could Quinn Powell eliminate Xaviera without submitting any work?

Xaviera paused for a moment, then smiled faintly, "At this point, I think it’s time for me to pay a visit to the Powell family."

"Irene, I have a favor to ask," Xaviera said calmly. "Write a letter of complaint to the perfume competition."

Irene immediately agreed, "Sure! Don’t worry, they won’t be able to rest easy!"

Not long afterwards, Irene called again, fuming. "I’m going to tear them apart! They took money from the Powell family. No matter who Quinn’s competitor was, they were destined to be eliminated! They even claimed Quinn’s past two victories and her alleged ill health as the reasons for not submitting a work. Eliminating an unknown to make way for Miss Powell was a decision made by all the judges."

"Did you record it?"

"Of course I did! The whole point of calling them was to get them to expose themselves!" Irene fumed. "I called them out directly on why they eliminated Cynthia. They all defended Quinn and even told me to ask Jacob Powell since he’s the one who bribed them to get Quinn through."

Xaviera responded nonchalantly, "I see! I heard that Mrs. Wenzel, a friend of Mr. Powell, is coming to Libanan soon. She and Mrs. Algoma were good friends. Mrs. Wenzel will definitely visit the Powell family first after she arrives in Libanan. I’ll go back at that time."

Irene immediately understood Xaviera’s intention, "What would Mrs. Wenzel’s reaction be if she knew Quinn Powell rigged the competition, didn’t submit any work, and bribed the judges to advance?"

...

Two days later, at the Powell family’s.

Quinn Powell had already received the call that she had advanced to the next round, giving a hint of vitality to her frail-looking face.

Robert Powell looked at her affectionately, "You look happy these days, Quinn?"

Quinn smiled sweetly, "Dad! I participated in the perfume competition and I moved on to the next round!"

"That’s wonderful! My daughter is so skilled! I remember Quinn won the perfume championship twice a few years ago and stopped participating due to her health," Robert praised.

Quinn pursed her lips, her eyes complicated, "Dad, I’m really fortunate that I can spend time with you all and do what I love while I still can. I have no regrets."

Robert frowned, admonishing her softly, "Quinn, don’t keep saying things like that. With modern medicine, you’re young, you will definitely recover."

Jacob Powell sat on the side, certain memories resurfacing.

Quinn’s illness was difficult to cure, which made every day of her life precious. So, when she was into perfume making, they supported her unequivocally. The only exception was when Xaviera claimed five years ago that Quinn had stolen her perfume formula.

But that’s impossible! How could Quinn stoop to stealing?