Chapter 147

Lily smiled nonchalantly. “So, who is it from La Beauté Group then?”

Jenny sighed. “What do you mean by who? It’s all just a misunderstanding. I’m not sure why Mr. Will insists on keeping you here, but I know it’s not merely because of your connections or luck since you have the potential to be a great perfumer.”

This was the greatest affirmation for Lily. “Thanks. I’m glad you think so.”

“Hey, stop flattering me! Didn’t you say you wanted to sleep? Go ahead, but don’t sleep for too long,” Jenny looked at her watch and continued, “We need to arrive at the site earlier.”

“The site?” Lily repeated but quickly understood what Jenny meant.

Middle Valley was a suitable climate for flowers and plants to grow. Hence, there were many parterres, including for the grafting of new breeds at considerable amounts.

After all, it benefited perfumers to search for fragrances from natural resources. Each plant was a treasure with its own God-given uniqueness. After some refinery, purification, a