Stella had heard a few perfumers talking about olfactory fatigue in the pantry.

She learned that when one smelled various fragrances for too long, the sense of smell would weaken, so they would not continuously smell fragrances for more than three hours a day.

She then looked at the time and found out that it had been two and a half hours since they started. Grace was not a professional perfumer, so two and a half hours should make her sense of smell less sensitive.

But seeing Grace’s hesitation, Stella became nervous, fearing that her plan would fail.

Grace glanced at ‘Dream Weaver,’ then at ‘Cloud Nine.’ Finally, she settled her gaze on the latter.

Stella’s heart sank. Just as Grace was about to speak, the phone in her bag rang.

She opened her bag and took out her phone. When she saw who was calling her, her expression turned gentle.

’Where are you? Don’t you have class today? Oh, okay. Give me a little more time. I’m

the ones I’ve been using. I want to try something new to make myself

you have such a sweet

my eyes on two perfumes now,

not your money; of course you’d say

but I just don’t want to buy something I won’t use. Your grandmother will nag me

anything about perfumes? You couldn’t even tell when I wore a new perfume last

to me. I know you better than anyone

Come over then. I’ll buy the one you pick. Drive safe, and don’t make me

and said, “Let’s wait for a while. My son said he’s coming to help me

have dulled senses of smell like hers. She would not know what

idea who her son was and whether he would

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