No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 305

Chapter 305 Freya Is Questioned

Helga’s hand froze in the air as the smile on her face froze for a few seconds.

What is she doing? Clearly, she came here to show off. I’m the most outstanding contestant among them and am destined to be the champion. She actually refused my help?! She must be looking down at me!

Helga thought angrily in her heart, but the smile on her face remained unchanged.

“Alright, since you insist. I have no objections.”

Just as they finished speaking, a drone flew in front of them.

The camera on the drone was facing them directly, and Helga’s expression immediately changed. She

put on an elegant and friendly look as she looked at Freya.

“Miss Kaufmann, let’s go to the warehouse together. To be honest, it’s been a while since I participated in a competition, and I’m feeling a bit nervous.”

She’s quite the actress, Freya thought to herself with a smile.

So, she nodded. “Let’s go, Miss Zander.”

Even the production team behind the camera could see through the show they put up.

Back at the production team’s bungalow, the director rubbed his temples as he watched Helga and Freya on the screen. Then, he turned to the assistant beside him and instructions. “Film more of Freya Kaufmann. The viewers love watching her.”

The assistant nodded and asked, “What about Helga Zander?”

“She’s most likely the winner this time. Let’s film her as well.”

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After the director finished speaking, he turned to look at the man sitting on the black leather sofa in the corner of the room. The man exuded a strong presence, and his eyes were fixed. on the screen in the dim room like a hawk.

The director wondered to himself. I heard that Freya Kaufmann and Radley Monaghan were previously married. Is he watching Freya Kaufmann?

Then, the director thought again. Maybe not. I also heard that Helga came here through Radley Monaghan’s connections. Maybe he’s watching Helga instead.

It was strange that Radley didn’t appear as the representative of the Monaghan Group when he had traveled from Caltun to Hartterre.

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On the beach, Freya and Helga quickly arrived at the entrance of the warehouse, which looked more like a temporary structure than a warehouse.

As they pushed aside the door and entered, they saw various shelves inside, each filled with the ingredients needed for perfumes.

Helga’s eyes lit up when she saw a precious bottle of synthetic essential oil on one of the shelves. She immediately walked toward it as if she feared Freya would snatch it from her.

On the other hand, Freya leisurely strolled in front of each shelf. Many of the items in front were chemically synthesized, which didn’t interest her much, especially since there were too few herbal medicines. She walked from the first row of shelves to the last row before finally finding a small piece of agarwood in the corner.

But that wasn’t enough.

She continued to browse leisurely while collecting several medicinal herbs and dried flowers. to put in her bag.

There were cameras for each shelf, so the live stream could capture whatever they took.

When Freya finished selecting her items, Helga had already left. She breathed a sigh of relief and leisurely walked back to her villa with her bag.

What she didn’t know was that all her actions were being live-streamed, and it caused a commotion on the internet.

“That synthetic essential oil that Helga took, I know that! It’s the best for blending perfumes and can produce the best fragrance that lasts a long time! But what did Freya take? A piece o wood?”

I’ve said that Freya is just here to make a name for herself. She’s a mortician and a beauty blogger. Don’t treat her like she’s capable of everything, like being a perfumer.

I think Freya is planning to completely give up. After all, she might not even make it to the top 50. I saw her take a bunch of dried flowers earlier, which seemed to be just for decoratio in the warehouse. She was really just picking random things.”

At Evergreen University, Edward looked at the barrage of comments on the screen as his gr on his phone tightened.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

In the end, he couldn’t help but type a reply on the screen. ‘You don’t understand anything Don’t make random comments before the results are out!”

Soon, someone replied to him sarcastically. And you understand? Why don’t you tell us wh

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Freya will do with those dried flowers?”

Edward’s fingers trembled with anger, but he really didn’t know what the dried flowers were for. However, he believed that his sister had her reasons for doing what she did.

Inside the villa on the Pink Beach, all the perfumers were tense since this competition was important to everyone.

After all, the organizing committee decided that only those who won the top 50 preliminary rounds could stay in the competition since the elimination this time was extremely brutal, with half of the contestants being eliminated directly.

Those who made it this far were not unknowns. It would be truly embarrassing if they were eliminated in the first round!

Everyone was determined not to be the first one to be eliminated in this round.

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person’s room was connected to a small perfume room. In order to create a better show, the production team divided the live stream into hundreds of small rooms that played. the live stream of each contestant.

Freya and Helga’s rooms had the most viewers at the moment.

In Freya’s room, the barrage of comments filled the screen.

‘What is Freya doing? Is she giving up?”

‘It looks like she’s carving wood.”

“To the comment above, she’s not carving wood. She’s grinding powder. It seems like Freya intends to make traditional incense.

Freya was busy that early morning and finally came out of the perfume room around 10 a.m.

Brisa had been waiting in her bedroom for ages. When she saw Freya come out, she walked up apologetically, “I heard from others that the assistant was supposed to go get the materials, but I fell asleep.”

“It’s alright. I already got them and made the perfume.” Freya smiled. “I thought there was enough time, so I let you sleep a bit longer.”

Inside the live stream room, comments started again.

‘She finished making it?!”

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did much!’

After Freya finished speaking to Brisa, she handed her a small wooden box. “Please deliver this perfume to the production team for me. Be careful on the way and make sure it doesn’t spill.”

Brisa immediately nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it gets there.”

Then, Freya stretched lazily. She didn’t have time to eat breakfast and wondered if the production team had prepared any.

So, she went downstairs from the third floor and went straight to the kitchen. She opened. the refrigerator and glanced inside. There were only a few bags of instant noodles.

She took a packet out and started to cook it. As she sat at the table eating, she felt that something was off.

She furrowed her brows.

That’s weird. A big competition would provide more than just instant noodles, but the organizing committee and the production team should have contacted me to take a lunch box. What’s going on? Is the organizing committee trying to create some gimmick?

Just as she was pondering, a girl from the second floor ran downstairs, humming a song. When she saw Freya eating the instant noodles, she immediately frowned. “Why are your eating my food?”

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