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

replied, looking around her

that she would never drink alcohol, orange juice was

Miss. We’re out of orange juice. Would you

something else?”

a loss. She said, “How about mango juice or coconut?

So she asked, “That is fine. I’ll have what you have. Tell me

waiter replied with

“Just water?”

adjusted to your liking though.

the first time in her lifetime, she got to know water could be

waiter about the

all water, but there is a difference accordink

tastes different from

didn’t know what to say to this. Some nonsense would make sense

cup of

differentiate the taste by trying them

around and left. She found a seat near the bar

in, which made the whispers in

You lost big this

conclusions! We

sure you lost! We know which one is

on the table. She asked, “Do you know who those people are? I mean, those who

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

why they are making such a fuss as a perfumer yourself. They are competing for who has the

bewilderment hearing the game for the first time. She

the waiter,

game.” He waved his hand and began to clean

“Oh really?” Silvia said.