Chapter 853
Chapter 853:
Suddenly, Monica’s vision darkened as someone stood in front of her. When she looked up, her eyes met Maggie’s—filled with nothing but disappointment.
“Mrs. Barton…” Monica looked up at her, countless words caught in her throat, yet she couldn’t find a way to say any of them.
Maggie looked at Monica, her voice laced with disappointment. “Monica, I’m so disappointed in you! You knew that bottle of perfume was my favorite, yet you destroyed it just to frame Lena! You didn’t just destroy a bottle; you destroyed my memories p>
Monica’s face turned pale. She grabbed Maggie’s ankle, her voice frantic as she begged. “No, Mrs. Barton, I didn’t do it on purpose. I p>
“Are you still denying it?” Maggie snapped, her disgust evident as she shook Monica off.
Maggie looked down at the dejected Monica and said, “I used to think you were a decent person. I don’t know if you’ve changed, or if you’ve always been like this and I just didn’t see it. Either way, it doesn’t matter anymore. Don’t you ever step foot in my house again. I don’t want to see you. Get out p>
Monica opened her mouth, her voice faltering as she tried to speak. She turned to Austin, but he didn’t even acknowledge her, his gaze fixed elsewhere. Neither did Maggie.
With her heart shattered, Monica made her way downstairs and left the house in despair.
Monica left, and Maggie remained enveloped in her sadness, struggling to move on. She had cherished that bottle of perfume and felt deeply let down by Monica’s actions.
Austin glanced at Yelena, realizing that he wasn’t particularly skilled at offering comfort. He hoped she could step in and help.
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Yelena, however, seemed uncomfortable, puzzled as to why Austin thought she would be good at consoling others.
“Mrs. Barton, sometimes it’s best to let go of the old in order to make room for the new,” Yelena eventually said.
Maggie managed a weak smile. “Okay, I understand p>
Yelena gave a helpless glance toward Austin. It was the first time he had seen her look so out of her element. Austin had assumed that Yelena, being a woman, would naturally be better at providing emotional support, but he realized he might have been mistaken.
“Mom, I read that Fragrance Haven just launched a fragrance museum in Kheley. They’re planning a national tour next year. They’re also hosting an event called ‘Tell Your Story,’ where participants share their stories with their perfumes online, and the audience votes for the most touching one. The winner gets a special gift p>
Maggie’s face brightened a bit. “Can I still sign up? I want to participate. Do I need to go there in person p>
“No, you can register online,” Austin explained. “Just fill out your details and your story, then submit it p>
Encouraged, Maggie immediately started searching for the event online. After a while, she frowned. “I can’t find anything. Why is that p>
“It might be your phone settings, or maybe you’re not on the right site. Let me help p>
Maggie handed him her phone without hesitation.
Austin quickly navigated through her phone.