Chapter 733
Chapter 733:
Her gentle tone, coupled with her striking beauty, disarmed the nurse, who merely smiled. “It’s alright,” she said, brushing off the incident without a hint of anger.
With a murmured apology, Yelena walked away, unnoticed by Monica, who remained engrossed in her phone. Shortly afterward, Monica received her rabies shot and left the hospital, making plans to go shopping with Amanda.
“Monica, how has life been at Mr. Barton’s house these days?” Amanda asked casually as they strolled.
“It’s… fine,” Monica replied tersely.
She offered no further details, her thoughts lingering on the difficulty of winning over Austin. What she had thought would be a swift conquest now seemed more like a game of chess, requiring time and strategy.
Sensing Monica’s gloom, Amanda tried to cheer her up. “Hey, I heard Fragrance Haven just launched a new perfume. It’s super exclusive, and p>
Sold out online almost instantly. “Want to go to their store and check it out p>
Monica’s mood lightened at the mention of Fragrance Haven, a renowned local brand celebrated for its exclusive, custom-made scents. Unlike the mass appeal of global luxury brands, Fragrance Haven specialized in crafting personalized fragrances that captured the unique essence of its clientele. Each scent was a rare masterpiece, thanks to its owner, Scarlet Marshall, a renowned perfumer.
Every month, the brand released a limited-edition perfume, and these exclusive offerings would vanish from the shelves within half an hour. Once sold out, they were never reproduced, making each bottle a coveted treasure. Some entrepreneurial buyers even resold Fragrance Haven perfumes for a tidy profit.
Monica smirked. “Oh, I know. I’ve already arranged for a friend to set one aside for me p>
Amanda’s eyes widened with envy. “Wait, you actually know someone at Fragrance Haven? Why haven’t you introduced me to them p>
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Monica responded with a polite but dismissive smile. “My friend values privacy and dislikes being approached by too many people p>
Amanda quickly backtracked. “Of course, I was just teasing p>
The two arrived at Fragrance Haven, only to find it teeming with eager customers.
Amanda couldn’t help but marvel, “And people say we don’t have our own luxury brands! Fragrance Haven is proof we do p>
Monica remained silent, her gaze scanning the room for a certain someone. Picking up her phone, she called John, the manager of Fragrance Haven’s Eighfast branch.
Fragrance Haven, owned by the Bowen family in Kheley, had entrusted John, a distant relative of Scarlet’s, with managing the store.
His connection to this aunt of his granted him considerable influence.
After several attempts, John finally picked up.
“John, it’s me p>
“Miss Mitchell, what’s the matter?” John asked, his tone annoyingly casual.
Monica’s brow furrowed. She detested his lackadaisical attitude. “I’m at Fragrance Haven, John. Didn’t I ask you to reserve one of the new perfumes for me? I’m here to collect it,” she said coolly.
John was momentarily taken aback. He had indeed promised Monica, but the truth was, the promise had slipped his mind almost as soon as he’d made it. He hadn’t instructed anyone at the store to keep a bottle aside for her. Judging by the day’s frenzy, John was certain the perfume was already sold out. Even if he tried to pull some strings now, it was unlikely a single bottle remained.