The other judges initially thought Vivienne was just trying to rile up Elijah by using her mother’s perfume formula to stir up some attention. They didn't even want to try her perfume.
However, upon hearing Mrs. Dunhill's comments, the other three judges reluctantly picked up Vivienne’s scent strips, sniffing them repeatedly. After triple checking, they all looked astonished.
“It really is ‘Hallucination’!”
Cameras from various news agencies swiveled towards Vivienne, and everyone in the room was buzzing with speculation.
“How is that possible?!” Elijah cried out from the stage.
How could Vivienne recreate ‘Hallucination’? Even he couldn’t pry the recipe from Riley. How could Vivienne possibly have it?
He turned to Vivienne, his tone frosty. “Did you steal my mentor’s ‘Hallucination’ and replace the perfume you made?”
“Replace it?” Vivienne chuckled.
“Then how do you explain ‘Hallucination’? Don’t tell me you made it. You think I’d believe that?” Elijah demanded.
Vivienne raised her gaze, answering in a calm, measured tone. “Because… I am Master Q.”
The auditorium erupted in whispers and gasps.
“Vivienne is Master Q?” Cecilia squealed and grabbed Percival’s arm. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I would have had her make me a truckload of ‘Hallucination’!”
Percival was at a loss for words.
Could he admit that he had no idea?
How many more surprises did this girl have in store for him?
“You’re lying!” Elijah’s face turned deathly pale. He pointed at Vivienne and raised his voice. “You are not Master Q! How could you possibly be Master Q?! You were just a child five years ago!”
But then he remembered Riley. The twelve-year-old perfume prodigy.
“You can’t do it, but that doesn't mean I can’t.” Vivienne looked at Elijah. Her bright eyes held a chilling glint.
She returned to the perfume station, quickly mixing two more perfumes to be delivered to the judges. “Master Q only made twenty-one bottles of ‘Hallucination’. Twenty were sold, and one was given to a student. Apart from these, there is no other ‘Hallucination’ in the world, and only Master Q knows the recipe. Only Master Q can make ‘Hallucination.’”
At this point, another judge pointed at the two new perfumes that Vivienne had just created, crying out in shock. “These are ‘Abyss’ and ‘Fading Dream’!”
If a bottle of ‘Hallucination’ wasn't enough to prove Vivienne’s identity, then ‘Abyss’ and ‘Fading Dream’ left no room for doubt.
The recipes for these three perfumes were never leaked. They could only be created by Master Q.
So, Vivienne really was the ‘Scent Maestro’, Master Q.
“Are you really Master Q?”
Mrs. Dunhill looked at Vivienne with disbelief. The other three judges mirrored her expression.
Vivienne produced a ring, slipping it on her left index finger. The onstage projection magnified the ring several times on the big screen, clearly showing the engraved Phoenix Blossom.
“Master Q’s ring!” Henry White shouted.
“She really is Master Q!”
“The legendary Scent Maestro!”
The auditorium erupted in exclamations.
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