Sweet Revenge

Chapter 295 Scent Crush

Miller Street in Washington was a lively and hectic place, especially at night, which made it so popular. Lots of bars were located on this street, welcoming all different kinds of people.

Less than one mile away from it, there was a secluded street, which was not that popular. People could find small bars here, and also some other small shops.

People might get interested in going into small shops that attracted them, and might happen to come across someone with the same interest.

As mentioned above, this street was small and quiet, which made it special. Few people came here, and those shops that were running businesses would put on signs to welcome customers.

Someone with a slim figure appeared in front of a shop and looked at the sign with “Fragrance Shop” on it.

She researched beforehand that this little shop was not known to so many people, but for perfumers, it was the best place. Perfumers who loved their job, or someone interested in perfuming business would come to this little shop. It was open only at night.

Besides, this little shop had some extraordinary perfuming materials that others didn’t have.

Therefore, the shop owner was confident that his customers would come. He had no worries. His

products would be sold out without any effort. He had no agenda for saving his products for some perfuming masters just because they were famous or anything.

She didn’t search for the owner. She just found it meaningful to come and see the mysterious place by herself.

Once she stepped in, she sensed the fragrance coming out of this place, which was faint but pure and amazingly beautiful.

The light was dim. There was classical music playing around the shop. Small groups of people were in a conversation here and there, whispering. She found the atmosphere delightful.

But she was not sure if this place was full of perfuming enthusiasts.

“Welcome! Nice to meet you. Is this your first visit, Miss?” A waiter with an old blouse came to greet her as if he was walking out of an ancient store.

“Yes.” Silvia thought for a while and assumed that they valued their regular customers.

something to drink?” the waiter

please,”Silvia replied,

promised Simon that she would never drink alcohol, orange juice was her best

waiter came and said. “Sorry, Miss. We’re out of orange juice. Would you like to

something else?”

was at a loss. She said, “How about mango juice

those beverages. So she asked, “That is fine.

water. The waiter

“Just water?”

temperature could be adjusted to your liking though. We have minerals, hot and regular temperature water,

to know water could be divided

waiter about the

there is a difference accordink

different from

to say to this. Some nonsense would make sense

smirked, “Give me a cup of every kind. Thank

the taste by trying them

waiter turned around and left. She

the whispers

You lost big

conclusions! We

sure you lost! We know which one

that instance, the waiter put her water on the table. She asked, “Do

people made noises all the time over drinks, But here, she could not figure out what they were

are making such a fuss as a perfumer yourself. They are competing for who has the best spices and stuff like that. They call the

hearing the game for the first

she asked the waiter, “Is

but it is a game.” He

“Oh really?” Silvia said.