CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 11

Of course, Finley kept the words to herself. However, the man understood what her eyes meant to

say.

He snorted and glanced away.

Someone whispered, “Did you see? That girl is so shameless!”

“You’re right! I think she came late on purpose to attract Mr. Turner’s attention.”

“Ha! Did you see how he looked away in disgust? With Mr. Turner’s outstanding status, what kind of beauty has he not seen. Just because she has a pretty face, did she think she could win over Mr. Turner?”

Finley ignored them, even though she silently acknowledged the barb. She did think that her looks and talent could attract the man.

Alas… Her husband preferred men…

Leaving that problem for another day, Finley walked to the contestant’s waiting area and fixed her attention on the person next to her.

Meanwhile, Bryan pushed away the unease he felt when Finley looked away and proceeded to ignore his presence.

Disgruntled, he asked Harry, “Who allowed contestants to use fake names?”

“Sir, the competition allows for the competitors who value their privacy to use a pseudonym on stage. Since Lemon has already established a reputation for herself abroad, we saw that there was no problem with her identity and decided to let her join the competition with her stage name…”

Suddenly, Harry realized why his boss was upset.

It seemed as if Boss did not know that Mrs. Turner was joining the competition!

“Sir, should I do something?”

“Forget it.”

Bryan narrowed his eyes.

It really surprised him that Finley indeed make herself known in the circle.

was his

the competition finals officially

mix their perfume on the spot in front of the cameras, judges, and audience. With their every move being scrutinized, many of the contestants

ease. Her nimble hands picked up and mixed the raw materials

under the bright stage lights, Finley’s pure face shore with beauty. Bryan was not oblivious to

bitch. That vixen seemed as if she was oblivious to the

skin and delicate features must be secretly enjoying

somehow she felt

snapped her out of her jealous

Contestants, you have 50 minutes left on the

how smug you are when I defeat

her the competition. Who cared how beautiful Lemon

focused and replicated the recipe correctly, the

the bell, signifying the end of the round. Everyone stopped what they

creations were brought up to the judges. The wait was agonizing for many o

perfume was brought to the judges, they scored it and allowed at least 10 minutes to pass before the

and 9 respectively, setting the bar high for the

was Tricia’s turn, she proudly took her bottle

at

your moment. The higher you climb, the harder

and then her perfume. “It’s called First Glance, it’s meant to invoke the

widened when they smelled the fragrance. “Miss Tricia is truly deserving of her title

to receive the praises from the judges but

put down the sample in his hand without a change in expression

smell anything, except that

score would you like me

“Whatever.”

person next to him. The old man was an

been doing to cover up Bryan’s

served them well

later, Tricia’s score

“That’s the

lifted her chin proudly as