His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 803

"Dad, I've given this some thought, and I can't be blamed. I have no idea who I offended, and that woman, Naomi, was trying to scam me!” Damian cried. After wiping away his tears, he continued. “All of them set me up for this!”

Joseph said, waving his hand, “That’s enough. Naomi's allergies were obvious, and they couldn't be faked. I also saw the photos and videos, and I can tell you those are real. There’s even the report from the hospital…”

“Maybe it’s all part of her plan!” Damian interjected hastily. “She added an allergen to the perfume just to frame me!”

Joseph threw him a glance and took a seat on the couch. “Why would she do that to you? Do you have beef with her? Have you wronged her?”

Damian shook his head. This was something he could not wrap his head around either. “Although I don’t know the reason, I’m sure she framed me! It’s impossible for there to be any problem with the perfume. That, I can assure you.”

He had personally supervised the entire production process of the perfume. On top of that, he hired an internationally renowned perfumer. This assured him that there were no mistakes with the product.

After much deliberation, he concluded that the problem lay with Naomi. She could be allergic to something in the perfume or have been told to frame him. He regretted his choice so much. If he had known earlier, he would not have hired models from within the country. They were not that famous, yet they caused a lot of trouble.

“Dad, I could’ve hired an international supermodel if you had allocated more budget back then. This wouldn't have happened either,” Damian could not help but complain.

“Shut the h*ll up!” Joseph exclaimed, pointing at him. “Did I not tell you that we have a limited budget in the early phases of the project? You wanted to hire internationally renowned perfumers and even international models for your advertisement! Why don’t you fly into space and hire aliens to endorse your products? Isn’t that better?”

Damian was rendered speechless, not daring to speak after being rebuked so severely.

Elizabeth stepped in. “Why are you so fierce? Damian is right, though. Whenever I chose things, I would buy the branded ones too. Who would want to buy a perfume created by some unknown perfumer? Also, look at what’s happening now. He ran into this problem because he didn't have enough money to hire a world-famous supermodel. You’re not capable enough and want our son to achieve big things in the company, yet you’re unwilling to allocate enough budget for him. How could you do that? You want him to do something but refuse to give him the support he needs!”

“Enough! Stop it! This situation is already messed up enough.” Joseph put his elbows on his knees and used his fingers to massage his temples. He was agitated. “No matter what, you shouldn’t have looked for Naomi at such a time. I told you not to look for her, but you didn’t listen to me!”

"I just wanted to know what she was up to!" Damian muttered, unwilling to back down. “I didn’t think there would be so many reporters waiting there.”

“Idi*t! The reporters will undoubtedly be watching you at such a time, just as they would our company! Didn’t you think about that?”

Joseph was tired of scolding Damian. He gasped for breath and said nothing for a moment. Now, both his mind and heart were twisted into a mess. He chastised Damian for everything and couldn't think of anything else to say.

Elizabeth looked at Joseph and pushed Damian with her elbow, motioning for him to pour a glass of water. Then she handed the glass to Joseph. “Okay, don’t be mad anymore. It has already occurred, so let us consider how to resolve this issue. I believe Damian's viewpoint is correct. It’s just that he was too impulsive. The model is the key person in this issue. None of this would’ve happened if it wasn’t for her.”

Joseph felt her words made sense after he calmed down and gave them some thought. Naomi was indeed the critical person in this matter.

“Damian. Are you sure that our perfume is perfectly fine?” When Joseph asked this question, he demonstrated his support for Damian and trust in his son.

Damian understood his words immediately and got closer. He squatted down before Joseph and looked up at him. “Dad, trust me. There’s no problem with the perfume at all! Although I’m no expert in perfumes, I’ve been involved in and supervised the entire process from its research phase until its production. It’s impossible that anything had gone wrong!”