The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 125

Cecilia's eyes widened as she stared at the snuffbox-shaped perfume bottle that was painted in vibrant colors in sheer astonishment.

She had only seen Oriental Night Fragrance, an antique perfume, in old photographs and videos.

She couldn't help but lean closer to the massive glass display case filled with perfume bottles.

"Oh, that one is only half full." Vivienne casually mentioned.

"Even half a bottle is rare!" Cecilia exclaimed, almost squeaking like a prairie dog. She had thought that the Oriental Night Fragrance, a perfume from a century ago, was extinct.

As a collector of antique perfume and perfume bottles, she was incredibly excited to see a bottle of Oriental Night Fragrance.

She then spotted a glass bottle with a heart-shaped cap on the side, immediately regaining her composure.

"Butterfly Dream Scent, although it's been discontinued, there's still a fair amount on the market. It's quite easy to acquire if you have the money." She thought to herself.

Noticing that her gaze was fixed on the Butterfly Dream Scent, Vivienne added, "This one is a first edition."

"What?!" Cecilia's eyes widened again. "This is a 1919 first edition of Butterfly Dream Scent?"

Many perfumes on the market had been around for decades, even centuries sometimes, but their scents had often been reformulated over time and were no longer as good as the original.

This was mostly due to market demands or because many natural fragrances had become extinct or banned, resulting in the use of synthetic substitutes.

Therefore, a first-edition perfume was extremely rare.

Then, her eyes landed on a few uniquely designed perfume bottles, causing her pupils to dilate.

"Is this... an Apple Tree Vessel?" She pointed at a translucent bottle with layered curves and a cap resembling a tree crown as her voice trembled.

"Yep." Vivienne glanced at it and nodded. "It's John's creation, the Apple Tree Vessel. The ones next to it are also his work."

"How do you have such rare antique perfumes and perfume bottles?"

Cecilia felt so excited that she was about to pass out. She took a deep breath and looked at Vivienne suspiciously. "These aren't fakes, are they?"

"Some of these are from my own collection, and some were left to me by my mother." Vivienne replied calmly, "Of course they are real. I only brought a few with me."

She liked to gaze at the antique perfumes and perfume bottles in the cabinet while creating new scents, imagining their stories for inspiration.

"Only a few?" Cecilia took another deep breath and grabbed Vivienne's hand, her eyes sparkling as she asked, "How many more do you have? Can I see them?"

She knew Vivienne's mother, Evelyn, was a talented perfumer.

The Hawthorn Group was in a financial crisis back then, and it was the eight perfumes created by Evelyn that saved the company.

Cecilia had bought and loved every one of those eight perfumes.

Because of this, she believed that a woman who could create such fantastic perfumes wouldn't have fakes in her collection.

"When it's convenient." Vivienne was a bit taken aback by Cecilia's sudden enthusiasm.

"Anytime is convenient for me!" Cecilia said excitedly.

Vivienne fell silent.

She was talking about herself.

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