Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Their Battlefield with Yuna Hughes
Nora Northwood felt a pang in her heart this time; indeed, this was her weak spot.
She could distinguish the types of perfumes but couldn’t estimate the proportions; well, it’s not like she was completely helpless, just not yet skillful enough.
After the host announced the rules, the examiners and contestants took over the stage.
The staff nearby brought out the balm each contestant had to replicate, all contained in ordinary little jars with no labels, so no one knew which brand they held.
Taking a deep breath, Nora decided to let go; regardless of how today’s competition ended, she would accept it.
Outside the venue, Megan Underwood also felt a bit anxious for her. She knew Nora wasn’t very skilled in this area, but not entirely inept either.
She licked her lips; even her heart was hanging on a thread.
At this moment, Rachel Woodward approached with surprise in her voice: "I didn’t see clearly earlier; are you Ms. Megan Underwood?"
Her attitude was respectful, and her tone carried a hint of admiration, hoping that such words might allow her to get closer to Megan.
But she didn’t realize that Megan wasn’t someone who followed conventional rules.
Megan merely straightened up and looked at Rachel, her eyes filled with unmistakable mockery.
"Sis, this older sister has been around the block quite a few times; you’d better rein in your little schemes."
With a snort, she sized up Rachel.
Rachel’s body stiffened sharply at Megan’s words, her mouth opened, yet no words came out.
However, the more Megan looked at her, the more familiar she seemed, and suddenly, with a click of her tongue, she remembered.
"You’re that woman who’s always seen lingering around Jasper Sinclair, aren’t you?" she said, frowning.
Back in the day, when she collaborated with Jasper Sinclair, there was always a woman by his side. Jasper always claimed he wasn’t familiar with her, but from Megan’s viewpoint, this woman’s attitude toward Jasper was far from simple.
Being reminded of things from so long ago, Rachel’s face turned a shade darker.
"You sure know how to joke." She licked her lips, her gaze somewhat evasive: "However, I have serious matters to discuss with you. Our Woodward Family is also in the perfume-making business and wanted to ask if you’re interested..."
"No." Megan rejected her outright before she could finish.
"Please reconsider; we can offer you no less than what Nora Northwood can." Rachel continued to entice.
In her view, since Megan had retired and was making a comeback, it was surely for money, and the Woodward Family could offer far more than Nora Northwood.
Megan glanced up at her briefly: "What kind of person do you take me for? If I were in it for the money, why not go directly to The Sinclair Group given my relationship with Jasper Sinclair?"
Rachel’s face turned pale, and before she could utter another word, Megan had already turned and gone elsewhere.
She hadn’t anticipated that her grand Woodward Family would be no match for the modest VK Studio; with a cold snort, she thought, if she couldn’t gain anything, perhaps ruining it would be better. That way, she could at least leave Nora in a tricky situation.
Meanwhile, the competition on stage had entered an intense phase, with the other three contestants showing signs of giving up.
It appeared as if the contest were exclusively between Nora and Yuna Hughes, as neither of them showed any intent to yield; both were stubbornly holding on.
Finally, after half an hour, the two simultaneously put down their things.
"I’m finished!" The two declared almost at the same time.
The judges exchanged glances, feeling a tinge of anticipation among themselves.
Their replicas were brought over, starting with Nora’s. She had replicated a solo creation by a master from earlier years, ’Sunset Rose’.