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Chapter 542
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Chapter 542

Chapter 542 Sally was a little disappointed. “Alright then. We’ll gather again another day.” “Alright.” Thinking of the peach blossom fragrance hand moisturizer, she said, “Sally, can you send us off?” Sally was not a fool either. She could feel that Fia had something to ask her, so she went back to her brother, Jason, and Britney to inform them and then accompanied Fia and her husband out of the restaurant. At the parking lot, Fia pushed Conrad lightly. “I want to drink milk tea. Take a look around and see if there are any milk tea shops nearby and helpget one.” Conrad took a look around and saw that there were two milk tea shops on the opposite side. “Okay. Wait forhere.” He looked at Sally. “Please stay with her.” “I will, Mr. Maxwell.” Hearing his footsteps growing distant, Fia bit her lip and asked. “Sally,” I would like to ask you about Britney.” “What about her?” Sally was a little lost. “Did she say something to you in the restroom?” Fia hesitated for a moment. “She’s quite nice. We went to the restroom together and after washing our hands, she helpedput on a peach blossom fragrance hand moisturizer. It was quite fragrant.”

“If you like, I can ask her which brand she uses and buy you one later on!” “Sally, has she always liked the fragrance of peach blossom?” Sally had originally thought it was a big deal and immediately felt relief and smiled, saying, “She has always liked peach blossoms since young, so all her skincare products and perfumes have always had a peach blossom scent.”

Fia thought about that person. It was not that she liked peach blossoms. It was just that she liked using a certain brand of peach blossom hand moisturizer that was from overseas, and she had been using it since high school. The peach blossom hand moisturizer Britney used earlier was from the exact sbrand as the one that person used. “Why? Fia? Don’t you like peach blossoms?” Fia shook her hand. “It just madethink about someone.” “Who?” “EManning.” Sally frowned, thinking that Fia’s emotions were getting affected again. She immediately grabbed her hand and gently patted it. “Don’t dwell on it. She’s dead. She won’t hurt you anymore.” “Alright.” Sally thought about it and said, “If you don’t like the fragrance of peach blossom, next tI will just drop Britney a hint.” “Don’t. She’ll think that I am a Karen.” Hearing quick footsteps approaching from the distance, Fia followed the sound and looked over. Did you manage to get the milk tea?” “I got it.” Conrad held her hand and pushed the milk tea into it. He nodded at Sally. “Thank you.” Sally looked at Fia worriedly. This girl was very sensitive now that even the fragrance of a hand moisturizer was enough to trigger her suspicions. “Mr. Maxwell, don’t spend too much ton work. Spend a little more effort on Fia.” Conrad looked at Sally, knowing that her words carried a deeper

meaning. He guessed that Fia had said something to Sally while he was gone. Since she did not wish for him to know, he was naturally suspicious, but he did not ask Sally directly in front of her. Later on, there will be plenty of tto ask. “Alright, I got it.” Before Sally returned to the restaurant, she looked at her brother, Peter, carefully talking to Britney. Then she looked at Jason who was sitting there in a daze and asked the waiter for the bill. The waiter smiled formally. “Mr. Maxwell has already paid.” “Alright.” Sally thought about Fia’s sensitivity to the peach blossom fragrance and took the initiative to chat up Britney. “Britney, you have just returned to the country and I haven’t even given you anything. I bought a set of skincare products not too long ago. Shall I give it to you?” “Sally, but I only like the peach blossom fragrance.” Britney smiled playfully. Sally could only let things be. Forcefully asking other people to change their preferences was not right. A gaze with hidden meaning flashed in Britney’s eyes, and she changed the topic to talk about research matters with Peter. She was absolutely delighted that the despicable person was sensitive and had started to associate everything with her. This was good. She would slowly send smessages to her. The more sensitive the despicable person was, the more suspicious, the more frightened, the more nervous she was, the more she would be happy!