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I couldn’t stand her fake, pretentious face.
I wanted to smash the porcelain bottle right into her smug expression, but I held back. I needed her to expose her true colors so I could get my revenge. Showing a casual smile, I pressed my lips together lightly.
“Hmm, I’ll give it a try another day. I’ll just leave it here for
now.”
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Hazel’s face lit up with joy. She eagerly took my arm and chirped about how the perfume should be used within a week, or else the scent would fade.
I nodded absentmindedly, pretending to listen while was racing.
my mind
The moment Hazel stepped away to use the restroom, I sprang into action. Mask on, gloves on, I carefully opened the porcelain bottle.
I snapped a picture of the perfume bottle and sent it to a friend who specialized in perfume packaging, offering a high price for an identical one to be delivered to my office ASAP.
By the end of the workday, the replica had arrived. I discreetly dumped Hazel’s so–called gift down the toilet and tossed the original bottle into the trash.
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Over the next few days, Hazel kept sneaking glances at my desk, checking to see if the perfume bottle was still there. Every time she confirmed its presence, she nodded in satisfaction.
To be extra sure, she even found excuses to go to the restroom with me, probably hoping to see if her little trick was taking effect.
I decided to have some fun. I sprayed myself with a mix of water and garlic extract, a smell so foul it could make someone gag.
Hazel had an excited twitch over her lips, convinced that her perfume was working its magic.
Little did she know, she was stepping right into the trap I had laid out for her.
Wyatt, my boyfriend, had been calling me into his office more often, looking for excuses to get close. Each time, I found a way to avoid him.
Sensing my growing distance, he decided to make a grand gesture. That evening, he showed up at the employee dormitory with a bouquet of fresh flowers.
“Baby, there’s a new restaurant in the old town. Let’s go check it out together.”
I barely glanced at him, my tone indifferent.
“I don’t feel well. I have no appetite.”
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“Then let’s pick another day.”
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I switched off the lights without another word. Wyatt knocked for a while before finally leaving in disappointment.
Hazel, who had been eavesdropping nearby, saw me staying put. Wasting no time, she threw on a full face of makeup, slipped into her high heels, and hurriedly followed after him.
Not long after, she updated her social media. The location was that brand–new restaurant in the old town.
“Could she be any more desperate? Let’s see what tricks these two lovebirds are up to.”
Wrapping myself up in a hoodie and mask, I hopped on the subway and made my way to the restaurant.
Through the window, I spotted them at a corner table. Wyatt was holding Hazel’s hand, his gaze burning with desire. His fingers had already slipped under her collar.
Hazel, playing her part well, perched herself onto his lap. Her long, manicured fingers trailed downward, making Wyatt’s face
flush with excitement.
“Wyatt, I should go. If Charlotte finds out, it won’t end well.”
Wyatt yanked her back into his arms, pulling her in for a deep, sloppy kiss.
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“So what? I’ll just break up with her. That woman is nothing compared to you.
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“She’s as dull as a dead fish in bed. Nothing like you, baby. And
besides, we’ve been doing this for over a year. Has she even noticed anything?”
Hazel draped her arms around his neck, her eyes gleaming with wicked delight.
“You’re right. If she weren’t so stupid, she wouldn’t believe everything I say.
“You’re such a bad boy.”
Wyatt chuckled, tapping her nose affectionately as his hands roamed freely.
“Bad boys are what girls love, aren’t they? You like it when I’m bad, don’t you?”
“Ugh, Wyatt! You’re so annoying!”
My hands clenched into fists as I listened, seething with rage.
So this was how they saw me? A fool to be toyed with? A stepping stone for their selfish desires?
Then Wyatt asked, “Any progress with the perfume? She doesn’t seem all that different.”
Hazel frowned.
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“Yeah, weird, right? Maybe the perfume isn’t close enough to her. I’ll slip it into her bag next time. That should work.
“But don’t worry. She already reeks. Soon, I’ll take her place, become rich, beautiful, and unstoppable.”
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A crazed, triumphant glint flickered in Hazel’s eyes. The two of them raised their glasses in a twisted toast.
Just as I suspected, even being near the perfume had an effect.
An idea sparked in my mind. Wasting no time, I hailed a cab straight to the office. Digging through the trash, I retrieved the discarded porcelain bottle.
That night, while Wyatt and Hazel were busy getting a hotel room, I poured the last few drops of liquid from the bottle, blending it into her perfume.
Then, I submitted a vacation request to headquarters, claiming I needed a break. I invited a few colleagues on a getaway and disappeared for half a month.
During that time, Hazel blew up my phone with calls. I ignored every single one.
Two weeks later, I returned to the dorm with my coworkers, laughing and chatting.
The moment I opened the door, an overwhelming stench fill
