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.

Stella smiled. “Oh, I see. Thanks for the explanation, Darcie.”

“You’re welcome.”

Darcie’s eyes flashed with a hint of contempt. It seemed that Freesia’s daughter had not inherited her extraordinary sense of smell. She couldn’t even tell the difference between the two.

flower with me later. I’ll take good care of it for you, Dad. Maybe I can revive

it. I brought it back from abroad,

was just her imagination, but she thought she saw a trace of gloominess flash across Darcie’s face

pretended not to see it and smiled. “I’d also keep your gift safe

to put away the presents,

“Do you think

replied, ”1 don’t know. I was just

looked puzzled

and asked, “Trevor, did Mom like

“How did you know?”

the table and said,” There are

the plant dearly, checking on it several times a day and mourning over a fallen leaf for days. It was obvious

the pot is a dwarf variety Mom had cultivated. It’s trickier to grow

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