Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 487 - 486: Big Brother Is Too Handsome 2

Thinking like this, her smile became even more radiant, and her gaze towards Maxim Ford grew tender and affectionate.

Amidst everyone’s confusion, Maxim introduced Margarett Vance to the media friends with a calm voice, lacking much emotion: "She’s my junior, Margarett Vance, here by my invitation to attend the banquet."

Margarett’s smile froze for half a second on her face, but only for that moment before she regained her usual composure.

Why was it like this?

Why, even to this extent, was he still unwilling to let her help him?

Could it be that he had another way to prove his innocence?

His introduction was so cold, devoid of any sentiment, like a slap harshly landing on her face, stinging painfully.

Her long-held pride turned to ashes in this moment; she had tried so hard, why was she still worthless in his eyes?

He never looked at her with a trace of warmth.

Tiana Thorne’s lips curled slightly; no one noticed the change in her expression, but she saw everything clearly.

How could Tiana’s brother so easily compromise?

Margarett Vance had miscalculated!

"Is Margarett Vance that genius girl?"

"Could it be the famous perfumer Margarett Vance?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and soon cameras turned towards Margarett Vance, everyone eager to see the face of the genius perfumer.

"No wonder she felt so beautiful and elegant earlier; turns out she’s the genius perfumer!"

"Didn’t expect her to be here too?"

"Oh my, indeed a beauty—a legend says she’s beautiful, and now seeing is truly believing."

The elderly Sherman Linden, who had just spoken, trembled with excitement and asked in disbelief: "Is that the genius perfumer Margarett Vance?"

Margarett smiled and said, "You’re too kind, everyone; I only have a bit of talent."

Sherman shook his head, excitedly saying, "No, no, no, talent is talent, while understanding perfumes is a different matter. I had the privilege of smelling your unique perfume; the scent was simply unmatched. Aside from the He family, no one can blend such a fragrance."

"I remember smelling that perfume, it was like being immersed in the ocean, experiencing all worldly aromas, making one fall in love despite there being only that one bottle, indeed unique."

This was Margarett’s achievement and her proudest moment; she showed a faint smile and humbly responded: "You’re too generous, Sir. I believe every perfumer has their unique abilities; I just happened to create a perfume with an acceptable scent."

Listening to her humble words, everyone felt a sense of goodwill toward her.

Margarett Vance was not only beautiful but also a renowned perfumer, her array of honors coupled with such humility was truly admirable.

At this time, reporters began asking questions again: "Miss Vance, are you here to prove Elsa’s innocence?"

This was the current question everyone cared about most.

Silas Cobb, who knew a bit about perfume and had heard of this young lady, slowly looked toward her. Although his subconscious told him the issue was Elsa’s fault, what if there was something else going on? He didn’t want to wrongly blame a good person.

Margarett looked at Maxim Ford, her beautiful eyes seemingly waiting for him to speak.

As long as he nodded and agreed to marry her, tonight she would certainly help him as his wife.

Their eyes met, one full of expectations, the other silent.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a charming and delicate laughter rang out, like wind chimes with a magical quality that inexplicably captured everyone’s thoughts.

Tiana Thorne once again laughed brightly; her naturally alluring appearance now seemed more like a walking sprite, exuding an alluring pink aura.

Margarett frowned, slightly displeased; sure enough, little celebrities are inexperienced.

"Miss Thorne, why are you laughing?" Sherman Linden asked, frowning unhappily.

"I just find it amusing; where in the world is there truly a unique perfume... If it were truly unique, why could someone else make it?"

Sherman had never questioned it because he had smelled that perfume, which was exceptionally unique, and he said: "Because she’s a genius! She possesses abilities that others don’t, naturally able to craft such scents."

Ignorant and foolish!

Maxim watched her, his gaze sharp; he suddenly felt his sister would surprise him.

Margarett completely disregarded her; in her eyes, Tiana was just pulling another trick to gain attention.

Because in Tiana’s self-perception, she wasn’t as good as Margarett and thus sought her limelight, merely a jumping clown.

Margarett didn’t care to interrupt, as talking to Tiana seemed an insult; she indifferently allowed her to continue.

Tiana’s mischievous fox eyes twinkled with slyness; she asked with a light laugh: "I dare ask, Sir Sherman, do you think she can create another bottle of the same scent?"

Margarett’s heart skipped slightly, her eyes deepened; what tricks was she trying to pull?

Sherman considered her foolish, sarcastically saying: "The perfume was made by Miss Vance herself, she can certainly create such perfume again; Miss Thorne, if you don’t understand perfumes, stop asking so many questions."

Upon hearing this, Tiana didn’t get angry and lazily smiled: "If she can indeed create the same perfume, why call it unique? To me, anything that can be copied and pasted isn’t truly unique; this perfume’s scent is merely somewhat special."

"You’re quibbling, simply unreasonable!" Sherman exclaimed, flinging up his hands in anger, and then coldly said: "You’re just an outsider; do you know the significance of perfume? Do you know what it represents? A perfume with such a scent being the only one in the world preserves its preciousness."

Sherman’s disciples spoke up, supporting their teacher. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"That’s right, you have no understanding holding no qualifications to dictate."

"A perfume that is unique has its own significance; it’s impossible to mass-produce it with commercial purposes and thus lose its meaning like you do."

"You’re just a spokesperson, a fragrance critic, not a perfumer. You won’t understand her mindset in crafting it nor why there’s just one bottle."

The words of those three young people subtly diminished everyone’s affection for her.

Margarett’s heart filled with delight; next, the jumping clown would be humiliated with nowhere to hide.

Tiana’s vibrant orange lips curved into a faint arc, calmly saying: "If I say not reproducing the same isn’t about sentiment but rather..."

She looked at Margarett, raising an eyebrow: "She simply can’t make it again?"