Chapter 8：
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The Don family, one of the most prominent families in Province A, has built an imposing villa complex on a picturesque mountainside.
A super-luxurious black Aston Martin led the way, flanked by ten bodyguard vehicles, as they drove up the asphalt road from the foot of the mountain and arrived at the front gate of the Don family's villa…
The Don family welcomed the distinguished guest, Hwang-Po Will, with great enthusiasm and even invited him for lunch.
However, Annie did not appear.
Charles Don, who also disliked Mr. Hwang-Po, left the table early after the meal.
As he passed by the laboratory near the backyard garden, he paused for a moment and walked over.
Annie was wearing a white lab coat, observing the changes in the liquids in a row of glass test tubes. Hearing the door open, she looked up in surprise, “...Brother?”
“Didn’t you say you were unwell? What are you doing here?” Charles Don’s face grew cold as he recalled that she hadn’t come out for lunch.
“...I just lost my appetite.” Annie responded tactfully.
Even without Cristina’s threat, she had no intention of meeting that man.
She calmly put the caps back on the glass test tubes. Her knowledge of chemistry was excellent, and she had a very high olfactory ability, even capable of formulating medicinal solutions.
When Cristina had waved the antidote in front of her, she had remembered the scent.
In fact, Annie did not believe Cristina would truly give her the antidote, so she plAnnieed to try and formulate it herself…
The laboratory was filled with a mysterious fragrance, although faint, Charles Don still detected it, a scent he had never smelled before.
“What are you working on?” he asked.
Annie certainly wouldn’t tell him she was analyzing the components of the antidote.
She picked up a test tube with perfume and calmly said, “I’m trying to see if I can create a fragrance more beautiful than ‘Don Éclat No. 2’.”
Charles Don took the test tube, opened the cap, and the mysterious fragrance immediately intensified…
Don Éclat’s main products were skincare items, and the perfume was a recent addition.
However, as the heir of Don Éclat, Charles Don also had considerable knowledge of perfumes. He realized that while some people might need a lifetime to develop outstanding skills, others, like the woman before him, were born with it.
He flipped through the dense formulas in her notebook, studying them for a long time, before finally saying, “The company will release this perfume under your name.”
Annie’s eyes widened behind her mask!
Was this his acknowledgment of her?
Since this person had always been indifferent to her, perhaps due to his personality, Annie was unsure of her brother’s opinion of her.
After a moment, she snapped back to reality and quickly said, “It’s not ready yet. Actually, this perfume was formulated alongside ‘Don Éclat No. 2’ a while ago, but it’s not perfect. I didn’t bring it up at that time…”
“What’s not perfect?”
“I’m trying to find a way to make the scent last longer, adding violet notes to the middle…”
Charles Don glanced at her, “The violets in the garden are in bloom. Go take a look.”
Annie hesitated for a moment but had to take off her lab coat and follow him. In fact, she had been focusing on analyzing the antidote and had left this perfume aside for a while.
The Don family’s backyard garden was vast, like a sea of flowers.
The violets in March were exceptionally beautiful, mysterious and noble from the center of the flower to the edges of the petals.
Purple was both noble and enchanting.
It resembled someone's eyes.
Without warning, as Annie looked at the violets, her mind involuntarily conjured up those evil purple eyes again. They were like an unshakable nightmare that had startled her awake in the past few nights!
He had left a mark of sin on her heart!
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