She resealed the cap of the perfume, then pursed her lips and said, "This bottle of perfume does indeed have a problem."
What???
Everyone was immediately unsettled upon hearing this.
Even their gaze toward Maxim Ford changed.
"Didn't you say there was no problem?"
"How is there a problem now? Miss Thorne, what exactly do you mean?"
Silas Cobb was anxious, fists clenched, and his brow furrowed into a somewhat sinister expression: "Miss Thorne, what on earth is going on? Since my wife fell unconscious because of Elsa's perfume, can I accuse Elsa of selling counterfeit goods?"
Maxim Ford thoughtfully looked at the bottle of perfume, yet his expression didn't change a bit, because he trusted Elsa's products as always being up to quality standard.
At this moment, Tiana Thorne returned the perfume to Silas Cobb, her enchanting fox-like eyes sweeping over countless puzzled faces, finally landing on Silas Cobb.
