Chapter 1519: Chapter 1519: The Bitch is Pretentious
"Miss Powell, isnât Cynthia a bit too petty? Is it necessary to behave like this over such a trivial matter? Sheâs already cleared her name, so why not just drop it?" A girl whispered to Quinn Powell.
Quinn clenched her fist tightly, sighing helplessly, "Cynthia is the victim, and sheâs bound to look for an opportunity to vent. I donât mind waiting, but I worry that others do not want to."
"Perfume mixing requires a state of mind. Perhaps everyone was in a good state earlier, but they may not be later. If this affects everyoneâs competition, wouldnât that be bad?"
Quinnâs words resonated with some of the perfume artists. They didnât want to waste their own time, but since Mr. Twilight wanted to investigate, naturally none of them dared voice any objections.
Linda Campbell, like a powder keg, roared furiously, "Why should her issue occupy our time?! That bitch is just being melodramatic!"
Everyone ignored Lindaâs screaming. Xaviera Evans was unperturbed, as if she hadnât heard her words.
Suddenly, the judges returned to the competition scene with the evidence. Their expressions were solemn. They dared not offend Quinn, but since the big shot had said that if they were to save Quinn, there would be no need for the perfume competition to exist.
Just as Robert Hart was about to speak after a long silence, Xaviera Evans said with a smile, "Wait a minute, I have something to say."
Everyone turned to look at Xaviera. Her gaze fell on Quinn as she deliberately asked, "Miss Powell, since the moment I produced evidence, you have been targeting me, and then you accused me of wasting everyoneâs time and affecting the competition ..."
Quinnâs breath hitched. She had deliberately lowered her voice earlier, and had not expected Xaviera to hear it.
Xaviera stared straight at Quinn and said emphatically, "You did everything to prevent me from investigating the truth, so arenât you the one who reported me?"
Quinnâs head roared, her eyes instantly reddened, and she said in a weak voice, "I ... I didnât. Miss Cynthia, why do you always misunderstand me!"
Madam Powell at the audience seat had a vicious expression, "Cynthia! What are you talking about? Quinn was just considering everyoneâs feelings. Donât impose your dirty thoughts on Quinn!"
Little Bitch! She should have died with that bitch Nina Hughes! She gave Quinn a hard time in public, and God knows how much she hurt Quinn behind the scenes.
Jacob Powell frowned. He knew that Xaviera had been wronged, but she couldnât vent her anger on Quinn!
He had just misunderstood Xaviera. So, to balance her feelings, he wouldnât speak for Quinn anymore. He felt that he had been fair enough.
Yet Xavieraâs actions might offend many. She was able to prove her innocence, but this might make it difficult for her to gain a foothold in the perfume industry. She would definitely regret her actions today!
"Oh?" Xaviera raised an eyebrow, "Maybe I misunderstood."
Madam Powell, having gained the upper hand, there was no way she would let Xaviera off easily. She shouted, "You immediately apologize to our Quinn! Our Quinn is a two-time champion. Why should she be slandered by you?!"
Mr. Twilightâs expression turned cold, his eyes filled with danger.
Xaviera didnât seem the least bit annoyed. She laughed lightly, "I can apologize, but on the premise that it wasnât Quinn who framed me."
Quinn bit her lip in grievance. Yet in her heart, she cursed Xaviera for being stupid. Quinn was the prized daughter of the Powell family. How could the judges expose her?
She immediately looked at the judges, her eyes full of warning. Robert Hartâs heart skipped a beat. He took a deep breath and announced, "The person who reported Cynthia isâ"
Everyoneâs eyes darted between Quinn and Xaviera. If it wasnât Quinn, then Xaviera would have to apologize to her in public.
"Linda Campbell!"
Robert Hartâs voice echoed in the room, and everyone turned to look at Linda.
Linda trembled all over due to the shock, her expression abruptly froze. Her eyes, still filled with resentment and smugness, were laid bare before everyone.
"You----" Her voice hoarse and she couldnât utter a word. Before she could even speak, Madam Powell impatiently shouted, "Cynthia! The person who reported you was Linda, it had nothing to do with Quinn! You publicly slandered Quinn. Apologize to her now!"
Linda was about to defend herself, but Madam Powellâs words seemed to have sealed her fate. She could only implore Quinn for help with her gaze.