His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1892

After finishing what she was doing, Lily turned around and looked at Rhea nonchalantly.

Rhea was standing behind her, observing. However, the disdain and disapproval on her face were unmistakable.

Lily did not care. She smiled lightly and continued, "Don't you know that every failure looks the same but is actually different? You might think the steps are the same, but as a matter of fact, even a subtle difference will cause a significant change in results."

After a pause, she added, "It's no wonder you keep failing even after doing so many experiments."

This sentence was like salt to Rhea's wounds. Her expression changed immediately. She always thought highly of herself, while others praised her, from her studies to her work ethic. It was not until entering participating in this project that she constantly felt frustrated.

She also did not know much about raw materials.

Rhea had never liked perfumes or fragrances, so she had never studied or even wanted to fiddle with them. Now, she had no choice but to learn about them because of this project.

Maybe it was because this was her first time, and she had no foundation regarding perfumery, or perhaps it was because she looked down on such a field deep down. She could never combine spices and herbs.

The repeated experiments and failures gradually made her increasingly impatient. Also, the organization started losing trust in her. Rhea got pushed even further into the shadows when Lily came, and the most crucial and confidential project—R10—had also gotten handed over to Lily.

Rhea could only assist her in the project, making her very dissatisfied.

She never thought Lily was better than herself, and now she desperately tried to prove that. She wanted to let the organization know they had made a mistake and that she, Rhea Moore, was brighter and more powerful than Lily.

However, Lily's merciless ridicule embarrassed her. Rhea wished she could punch Lily or throw her experimental products away, but she could not. She could only stand still and clench her fists as tight as possible to vent her anger.