Meeting You Was Fate

Chapter 698 The Perfume Had Been Switched

"What do you mean?" Eve squinted her eyes dangerously, as her scarlet lips curled into a smirk. She believed that the lunch had not been free at all!

"Maybe it was because of his recent divorce. He has been nice to me lately. He even complimented my perfume."

Hearing that, Eve frowned. She stood up from the sofa she was occupying, and nervousness was evident on her face. "Perfume? What kind of perfume?"

"The one made by Doctor Ouyang." Bonnie had an innocent smile on her face. She hadn't expected Simon to like her perfume.

After a moment of silence, Eve asked calmly, "Bonnie, did Simon say anything else to you besides complimenting your perfume?"

"Nothing special. He said he liked the scent of the perfume emanating from my body. I said I would spray it on next time too," Bonnie recalled. "Eve, do you think Simon liked the perfume enough to get turned on?" she asked, laughing. Bonnie's expression was now lustful, and her smile as dazzling as ever as she immersed herself in imaginations.

But, Eve sensed danger. She immediately responded, "No, you must not use that perfume when you see him. Bonnie, that perfume is harmful. Doctor Ouyang gave me a perfume that smells exactly like yours. But it couldn't cause the miscarriage of a pregnant woman. Use this similar perfume when you go see Simon. Then you will find out what he wants to do."

Bonnie rolled her eyes at what Eve said. "Is Simon suspicious?" she asked.

"It's hard to say. We'd better be careful," Eve said cautiously.

Bonnie nodded her head obediently and smiled. "Okay, I see."

"Is that bottle of perfume still in your house?" Eve asked, squinting at her.

"Yes, it is."

"Then flush the perfume down the toilet. Don't leave any evidence behind. Do you understand?" Eve asked, raising her eyebrows.

So, when Bonnie went to meet Simon, she sprayed on a bottle of perfume that wasn't harmful. Though both the bottles were similar, this one would not cause an abortion. Only an expert would be able to tell the difference and no one else.

Simon realized that the perfume Bonnie was wearing today was much lighter. He was surprised that she had not used that perfume. He stole her dress, but it would be in vain. There was no evidence.

As Bonnie took a shower, Simon put her skirt in a sealed bag. Because he knew something was not right, he walked out of the hotel and called the perfume expert.

The perfumer's name was Dalton Ruan. He was born into a family of perfume experts and was one himself. Once he smelled the perfume, he could accurately define its composition and proportions.

Dalton jumped into Simon's sports car, and they started towards his lab together. On the way, Simon also called Nacy to have her join them.

The light in the fragrance lab was on. Nacy made her way towards it, gasping for air.

Once Dalton opened the sealed bag, he fanned it with his hands. The smell of the special perfume filled the room. He closed his eyes, frowned and did not say anything.

He took a piece of paper and began writing on it. His handwriting was neat and exquisite.

"The head note of this perfume is Platycodon gradiflorus. Its middle note is roses and jasmines. The base note, on the other hand, is gardenia, with an essence of vanilla oil, sandalwood, and lavender. There was no trace of anything that could cause a miscarriage." Dalton put down the pen thoughtfully and wrote the formula of the perfume on the white paper.

Nacy frowned and shook her head. "No way. This odor of the perfume is making me dizzy."

"Some pregnant women may feel dizzy when they smell the perfume. But, it doesn't mean that there is a problem with the perfume. It's probably due to the constitution of the human body." With a goblet in his hand, Dalton began to make the perfume according to the formula he had written down.

"Let me smell it." Agitated, Nacy grabbed Bonnie's dress and sniffed it. A hint of milk moisturizer wafted from the dress mixed with the scent of the perfume. It was no different from the fragrance she had smelled before.

Nacy sat down and held her head in hands. She clutched the dress tightly and kept mumbling, "No way! How could it be possible? I smelled the perfume and felt dizzy. I even felt my stomach aching!"

Dalton sighed while making the perfume. "Calm down, Miss Jin. I will make this perfume first and then smell it to ensure that it has the same scent."

"Could it be that you miswrote the formula? Is there musk in the composition of the perfume?"

Dalton shook his head. "If you do not believe me, you can ask other perfumers to give it a try. There is absolutely no musk in this bottle. Besides, the musk available on the market is all man-made. It will not cause pregnant women to have a miscarriage."

"Nacy, relax. There could be another possibility. Is the smell of the perfume lighter than the one we smelled before?" Simon held her hand tightly. His touch warmed her heart right away.

Nacy's eyes trembled under the light, and a number of feelings coursed through her body, but she could not voice them.

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Nacy and Simon had acted on this together. They were the only ones aware of this plan. Even Nathan and Mandy had no idea that they had simply gotten a fake divorce at the Marriage Bureau. Simon's uncle had been a classmate of the head of the Bureau of Civil Affairs. He had helped them and, therefore, had their trust.

They worked in collusion and were successful in deceiving everyone, including the paparazzi. The news of their divorce had spread like wildfire in City A. But, it seemed like it had all been in vain.

Nacy had an indescribable yet, uncomfortable feeling in her heart. Her sixth sense was making her think twice. She did not believe that Bonnie had messed with the perfume. But, she also suspected that Bonnie had been so cunning and careful about leaving no evidence behind.

She grabbed the dress and sniffed it again. Realization sunk in. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and said, "Yes, you're right. This is not the perfume we smelled that day. This smell is light. The other was similar, but not as faint as this one."