"..."
Sophie Allen was speechless.
However, a wealthy and handsome man like Justin certainly had many women chasing him.
"Mr. Battleson asked me to come. He needs me to create a new perfume and has lent me the company's laboratory." Sophie explained patiently.
"Pfft!"
The receptionist burst into laughter upon hearing this.
She rolled her eyes and mocked, "Miss, isn't your excuse a bit too weird? So many women have come looking for Mr. Battleson, and I've heard all sorts of reasons, but I've never heard this one. It's truly unique!"
"We have a perfume department in our company with many excellent perfume makers, and you... are you a perfume maker?"
"Do we really have such a shabby perfume maker?"
The receptionist challenged her aggressively, her face full of disdain.
Around them, quite a few passersby couldn't help but glance over, as if watching a spectacle unfold.
Even some seemed to be planning to join in on the drama.
Sophie didn't like the feeling of being watched.
