Chapter 363 Perfume Blending
Melanie didn’t really know Joseph, but the question posed was already challenging enough, so a little more
challenge didn’t hurt.
She glanced at the four “models” sitting in a row, gathered her focus, and walked to the fragrance blending
station.
“Miss Jones, which person’s fragrance will you start with?” Robert asked from the audience.
“Since it’s an impromptu performance, I’ll decide as I go. Maybe I’ll blend them all together?” Melanie swept her gaze across the stage with a nonchalant tone. “Please stay quiet. I don’t like being disturbed.”
Although Robert was dissatisfied, he kept silent.
She had one hour to create four different fragrances. While Joseph presented it as a single challenge, it was
essentially four separate tasks.
However, Melanie was confident in herself. Since childhood, she had been interested in perfume blending.
Even though her father forbade her from entering this field, she never gave up on secretly studying it.
Over the years, she had studied thousands of aroma compounds from all around the world. She knew nearly a
hundred base notes and dozens of successful perfume formulations-all of this knowledge was stored in her
mind. Once inspiration hit her, she didn’t need to waste time choosing aroma compounds.
Robert’s provocation and Joseph’s difficult questions had ignited Melanie’s fighting spirit. She skillfully
manipulated the test tubes and bottles, racing against time.
Forty-five minutes later, she added the final drop of aldehyde, elegantly put away the test tube, closed the
bottle cap, and removed her gloves.
“It’s done,” she said coolly.
Everyone on stage and in the audience was astonished-she had created four fragrances in just forty-five
minutes!
Robert narrowed his eyes, and the people around him started to comment disdainfully, “Something concocted in forty-five minutes must be shoddy!”
“Miss Melanie, we are all curious about the fragrances you blended. Can the staff bring them down for testing? “Robert also spoke up.
Melanie extended her hand, signaling that it was okay. The staff hurriedly brought a cart up and opened the caps of the four fragrances for people to sample.
The atmosphere, which was filled with indiscreet remarks, suddenly became quiet again.
On the stage, William, following Jeffrey’s instructions, brought a chair for Melanie. Without lifting her head, she expressed her thanks. She was indeed a bit tired, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
After a while, once everyone in the audience had smelled the fragrances, the cart was pushed up again,
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At this point, Robert began to question, “Miss dones, don’t you want to explain these fragrances?”
“I’m a bit thirsty.” She deliberately avoided answering, smiling at the audience below.
The staff quickly brought her a glass of orange juice.
All eyes were on her. Melanie leisurely sipped the orange juice, deliberately taking her time.
Only after finishing half a glass did she say. “These four fragrances correspond to the four people on stage. The top notes represent the public’s impression of them, while the middle and base notes represent my impressions. I believe that once you smell the top notes, it won’t be difficult for you to distinguish which bottle corresponds to whom.”
Her words were arrogant, and not the tiniest bit modest. If she had said this before the perfume blending, the audience would have burst into laughter, but now, after smelling the four fragrances, the crowd remained
silent.
Nobody spoke because everyone who had smelled them knew she was telling the truth.
At this moment, the four models on stage also smelled their respective perfumes. Joseph, looking at Robert’s dumbfounded expression, laughed and said, “Melanie, why don’t you give an explanation? There are still some laymen here. They might not be able to detect the subtleties in your fragrances.”
Joseph’s words were full of mockery, and Robert’s face became even more unsightly.
“Alright.”
Melanie put down the glass, stood up, and walked to the perfume cart. She started with the first bottle of the
perfume.
“This fragrance belongs to the woody fragrance type. The top notes are composed of honey tangerine, lotus, and bergamot-elegant, clean, and magnificent, like an outstanding cellist performing a beautiful movement.
“For the middle notes, I used tonka beans, aquatic notes, and pink pepper, and the base note is vetiver. The owner of this perfume is elegant, exquisitely refined, and pure, like a poet in a white suit. A delicate and polite
friend.”
Melanie raised her head and looked at Leo, saying, “This perfume is crafted for Mr. Leo.”
The audience nodded in agreement.
When they smelled the top note just now, they already knew that this fragrance was created for Leo. The combination of bergamot and honey tangerine couldn’t be cleaner and more tranquil. It truly perfectly replicated the first impression he gave people.
“Now, for the second fragrance. Who does it belong to?”
Melanie picked up the second bottle of perfume, and looked at the four people on stage.
