His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 104

Frank‘s expression remained the same. He leaned in to smell the essential oil and slightly frowned

before he scanned the formula. Then a faint smile appeared on his face. “It‘s a stupid trick!”

Although Frank‘s voice was soft, Nathaniel heard him and asked excitedly, “Mr. Moreau, does that

mean you know how to adjust the formula?” “Adjust it? No, there‘s no need for that because this isn‘t

the formula.” Frank waved and loosened his grip on the piece of paper, which dropped to the ground

soon after. “This isn‘t the formula?” Not only Nathaniel but everyone around him was dumbfounded.

“That‘s impossible! We‘ve tried many times, and the scents are similar but with a tiny difference. If this

isn‘t the formula, how could the two smell so alike?” someone raised their doubts.

The staff knew Nathaniel had brought Frank here, but none knew his identity. Hence, what Frank said

earlier made everyone doubt his abilities.

Frank just smiled contemptuously. “It‘s not because I said so.” He did not even bother to give them an

explanation; the way he spoke made him appear overconfident and arrogant.

“Mr. Hall, that‘s impossible. We‘ve been testing it out for days. Although we don‘t have a solid answer

yet, we are sure that the difference lies in one of the ingredients used. Give us some more time, and

we‘ll be able to get the results soon.”

Both sides insisted that their own opinions were correct, making Nathaniel stuck in a dilemma.

Could it be that Frank made a mistake? Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“You‘ve spent so much time on this, yet you need to test it out again to get the results? You guys are a

bunch of useless imbeciles, and no amount of time can change that fact,” Frank said harshly, not

considerate of other people‘s feelings.

His words riled everyone up as they looked at him furiously. “What did you say?”

“Hey...” Nathaniel stopped them from arguing. “Don‘t be mad. The most important thing now is to find

the source of the problem. It doesn‘t matter who it is; anyone who could create the original essential oil

we had would be a hero to our company, and we will reward them!”

Nathaniel‘s words had two meanings to them. Firstly, he wanted to persuade them not to fight;

secondly, he implied to Frank that he would only get the reward if he could help the company

“Mr. Hall, the few samples we tested are already similar to the original one. Just give us more time, and

we can...”

Before the staff could finish his words, Frank handed a piece of paper to Nathaniel. While they were

talking earlier, Frank scribbled something down. “Follow this formula to create the essential oil.”

Nathaniel took the paper, disbelief written all across his face.

The other staff around him were curious and poked their heads to look at the paper too. They wanted

to know who Frank was to be so confident in himself. However, a glance at the paper

was all it needed to leave them stunned. “What language is that?”

“French.” Frank put the pencil down and dusted his hands, saying naturally, “I‘m used to writing French

instead of English. You can find a translator to translate whatever I just wrote.” Then he walked toward

Nathaniel. “Can I go back to the hotel now? I‘m tired.”

“Sure! But this...” Nathaniel held the piece of paper like it was a treasure, but he still had doubts. He

knew a little French but wondered if the formula Frank scribbled would work. After all, all the lab‘s staff

had been trying for a long time. Frank did not even conduct any experiments, but he insisted that his

formula was correct.

In any case, Nathaniel could not doubt Frank before so many people since he brought Frank here to

help them. He folded the paper and put it into his pocket. “All right, let‘s trust Mr. Moreau. I‘m sure he‘s

right–great job to all of you for your work over the past few days. Head home and rest well. Also, find

me a professional French translator as soon as possible!”