Chapter 1875
Stella's words were a clear, undisguised jab at Jaylene's previously feigned illness during the family reunion.
Jaylene's face turned pallid with anger. "You—"
Possibly anticipating another impulsive remark, Darcie finally intervened, "Stella, the essential oil you have isn't made from roses. I detect scents of sandalwood, chamomile, and wild orchid, but not roses."
Stella hesitated, furrowing her brows. "That's not right. They specifically told me it was infused with roses. I bought it because roses are my favorite."
Trevor's eyelid twitched. 'Huh? Wasn't she obsessed with sunflowers?'
"Some sellers might intentionally claim certain ingredients to boost sales, especially in the field of fragrances. Ordinary users find it difficult to discern the exact additives, making them vulnerable to deception. You can come to our company next time you want some essential oils. Tell me the fragrance you desire, and I can personally help you create a blend," Darcie replied softly.
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