Chapter 80
Hannah's concerns weren't baseless.
Sylvia's "gift" came sooner than anyone had expected.
One afternoon three days later, Genevieve's itinerary for the International Perfume Summit in Calvoria had just been finalized when someone rang the doorbell of her apartment.
Genevieve was sitting on the carpet in the living room with a dozen top-quality aromatic ingredients she had gathered from all over the world spread out in front of her. She was preparing for a special "welcome gift" for her trip to Mylin.
The doorbell interrupted her train of thought, making her frown. She rose and walked over to the door.
Through the peephole, she saw a little girl around ten years old standing outside. The girl wore an expensive white lace princess dress. Her hair was done in an elaborate half-up hairstyle, and she also had a dazzling diamond hairclip pinned on her head.
Her face was tilted up as she kicked the ground impatiently with the tip of her toes.
Genevieve's gaze instantly turned icy.

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