CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 228

“She is just a bumpkin.”

“Ugly freak, shut up. Stop talking nonsense. No man will like you.”

A few girls attacked Finley with language abuse.

Debbie stood behind them and smiled smugly.

She was popular at the campus, so many people were protective of her.

All I had to do was to maintain my image, and the others would defend me.

Finley looked around calmly and then took out a bottle of light pink perfume from her bag.

The glass bottle of the perfume was beautiful, and it was in the shape of a flower.

Debbie lost her cool at the sight of the same perfume as hers.

“Tell Debbie to take out her perfume. After comparison, we will know who the liar.” Finley had a confident smile on her face.

Finley wanted to keep a low profile, but the reality forbad her to do so.

What could I do since Bryan spoiled me?

Debbie clutched her bag. “I didn’t bring my perfume here. I wore it at home. How dare you call my perfume a fake? Your perfume must be a cheap thing. Your family kicked you out, so how could you afford the expensive perfume? Liar.”

Debbie tried to guide the public opinion.

Many people gathered around to watch the farce.

“Finley is shameless. How dare she challenge Debbie? She did so to attract the attention of the boys. How disgusting!”

“Her face is disgusting, and her character is worse.”

Hearing this, Finley was not happy.

Let me teach you, ugly and ignorant women, a lesson.

Finley rolled up her sleeves, gritted her teeth, and said, “Do you want a bet? All of you will apologize to me if my perfume is genuine; I will be at your disposal if my perfume is a fake.”

Finley sounded confident.

She would chop Bryan to death if her perfume was fake.

Bryan returned to his office after the meeting.

He sneezed twice in a row as if someone had cursed him.

Finley pointed at the identifier at the bottom of the bottle and the code on the package. “You may check these numbers on the website of either the Turner Group or the world association of perfume.”

“Everyone knows that these numbers can be copied. The high-quality imitations look genuine now.”

“She is right.” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The girls didn’t want verification at all. They firmly believed that Finley had an imitation.

“The perfume concentration of Flowers Bloom is 40. Debbie sprayed the perfume at home, and a long time passed. The concentration of her perfume is at least 70,” Finley explained professionally. “The fragrance of good perfumes will last long. Finley, you are ignorant.”

“She tried to discuss the perfume theories with us. How ridiculous!”

Finley offered two ways to verify the perfume, but the girls didn’t listen to her and were partial to

Debbie.

Finley snorted and then said with a sneer, “Alas, the fragrance of perfumes can’t conceal one’s ignorance and vulgarity. I tried to reason with the ignorant. I must be out of mind!”