Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Melany stared at the employee, with an expression of disbelief.

I'm sure she's not making a mistake.

The regulations clearly state that only those who placed in the top ten during the first Perfumery Contest can enter the exclusive room.

She had posed as the champion, Scarlet Snake, in front of Colton, but in reality she had come in last.

Before arriving today, she had lied to Colton, claiming that she didn't want to use the SVIP hallway and preferred to keep a low profile.

But now, here was Allison, enjoying top-notch treatment.

It seemed like a cruel joke.

Colton joined in with a mocking tone.

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How careless their organization can be You don't care about complaints The staff member remained unfazed, offering a smile that was both polite and firm.

The selection process for the contest is very strict.

We are professionally trained and there is no possibility of error.

Then someone has deceived you! He said, with a voice powerful enough to attract close glances.

Call whoever is in charge.

Allison must have manipulated your records somehow.

I know her well: she dropped out of high school and lived on an isolated island.

How could she possibly have learned perfumery? She narrowed her eyes at Allison, feeling the opportunity to humiliate her.

The first International Perfumery Competition had been held abroad when Allison was still a sixteen-year-old orphan.

At that time, perfumery was probably as foreign to him as a plane ticket was unaffordable.

The idea that he could have competed alongside professionals seemed laughable.

Just when the staff hesitated, perhaps thinking about calling security, a cold, sharp voice cut through the air.

Little did he know that this place had become a gathering of nobodies.

Heads turned as a man in a wheelchair approached, his face as unreadable as stone.

It was Kellan, with an expression cold as ice and a smile that revealed a chilling edge.

The bright red mole on his Adam's apple gave him a disturbing, almost predatory look.

His presence was overwhelming.

Mr.

Lloyd, the crowd murmured, stepping aside as murmurs rippled through the room.

I did not expect to see Mr.

Lloyd here.

I have just arrived in Ontdale, who is he, someone whispered.

Heir to the Group does not know Lloyd, built his empire from scratch.

He is the CEO of the largest luxury goods company in the world.

Even if you've never seen him, you've probably heard his name on the billionaire lists, another explained.

Kellan's gaze fell on Colton coldly.

If you think this contest is so sloppy that random contestants might question its integrity, why do you bother being a part of it?” Colton shuddered, avoiding Kellan's gaze as he remembered the humiliation of the past.

Forcing a smile, he stammered: Mr.

Lloyd… you… misunderstood.

I'm not questioning the contest itself.

Sensing the growing tension, Melany quickly tried to smooth things over.

Yes, Mr.

Lloyd, we were just a little surprised.

This year's contest is open, and we didn't expect Allison to do so well.

Apparently, he placed in the top ten of the first contest, and so we were curious to know his code name.

That wasn't our intention.

Allison, sipping her champagne, interrupted: According to the rules, only the top ten from the first contest can be made public.

Miss Johnson, you're thinking about breaking those rules.

Taken by surprise, Melany staggered.

"I'm not," he said, flashing a bright smile and clinging to Colton's arm as if asserting some kind of vindication.

Well then let's hope Allison makes the top ten again this year.

Not even Colton knew he had a talent for making fragrances.

We're all eager to see how this plays out.

Colton, his fingers intertwined with Melany's, added smugly, Some people like to play hard to get, but it's a waste of time.

You're the one who matters, Melany.

You are too humble, you don't brag about your identity as the genius perfumer from the first contest.

If not, you would have already passed through the SVIP hallway.

Melany's heart skipped a beat.

He hadn't expected Colton to say it so openly.

Luckily, his voice wasn't loud enough for many to hear.

He was about to make up a quick excuse when he noticed Allison laughing softly from across the room.

Scarlet Snake, the genius perfumer, right? How funny, Allison said in a mocking tone.

If you're really Scarlet Snake, Melany, why don't you check your rank in the SVIP area instead of putting on this little charade.

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