Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 100: Was It to Stand Up for Me?

Upon hearing Vinny’s words, Damon Hawke’s sharp brows slightly furrowed.

"Sis, she’s not an official employee of Hawke Corporation; she has no obligation to help us."

His intuition told him that Vinny had ulterior motives for inviting Elara Don to tonight’s party.

He didn’t want Elara to go along.

"Though she isn’t an official employee of Hawke Corporation, she represents Lionne Group. Our two companies have a cooperative relationship, so asking her for a little help is justifiable. Or, do I need to call her boss directly?"

Vinny’s attitude was somewhat forceful, but after a pause, seeing Damon’s slightly somber expression, his tone softened a bit.

"Tom, I’ve already taken a step back. Logically, I could just call her over without consulting you. You should understand, even if you really like her, we need to see if she has the skills to make others impressed, right?"

These words were both coercive and enticing, leaving no room to refute.

Damon really didn’t want to agree, but thinking about how he had just rejected Vinny, opposing her suggestion now might make his sister even more against Elara in the future.

Might as well go along with what she wants.

"I hope sister can handle things professionally and not make it difficult for her."

That’s a yes!

But how could she not make things difficult for her?

Vinny inwardly sneered, but her face remained composed.

"Alright, I’m leaving."

The door closed, Damon remained silent for a moment, then took out his phone and dialed Craig Landers.

"What’s the plan for tonight?"

"Hm? Tonight? Not sure yet! What’s up, you want to invite me for drinks and girl-chasing?"

"My sister is hosting a party tonight, and surely some of your company’s artists will attend. Go and keep an eye on Elara for me."

Tonight he had an important social event he couldn’t miss to keep an eye on his sister.

He could only ask Craig for help.

"Hm? Tom, I remember you’re supposed to be my bodyguard now, right? But how come I feel like our roles are reversed?"

"Are you going or not?"

"Tsk, asking for a favor yet being so assertive."

"Go pick up that latest sports car you fancy; put it on my tab."

"Ha! Going, going! Rest assured, I’ll make sure your sweetheart doesn’t lose a single hair."

Click.

Damon hung up directly.

On the other end of the phone, Craig raised an eyebrow, touched his chin with a mischievous grin.

His old friend was truly willing to spend big bucks to balance the relationship between his girlfriend and family!

A sports car worth tens of millions, given to him just like that!

Hm, who should he bring to make an impression tonight?

Hawke Corporation’s surveillance room.

"Master, please pull up the surveillance footage from yesterday afternoon in the lab."

Elara Don arrived at the surveillance room, requesting footage.

She wanted to find out who had visited the lab after her yesterday and tampered with the equipment inside.

The staff quickly pulled up the footage from the lab.

Elara reviewed the footage one by one and finally froze on one screen.

On screen, Elena Soo was opening the glass cabinet, taking out a perfume sample.

Then she walked to a blind spot in the surveillance holding the sample.

Unsure what she did there.

A few minutes later, she appeared on the screen again, putting the sample back in place.

Then she left the lab.

So, the last person to tamper with the sample yesterday was Elena!

Why did she touch the sample!

Elara furrowed her brows, thanked the staff, and left the surveillance room somewhat absent-mindedly.

She must confront Elena face-to-face about this.

Otherwise, she would feel uneasy.

Elara walked to the elevator and waited.

Soon, with a ding, the elevator doors opened.

Elara was ready to step in, but saw Sophie Harper standing inside.

Holding a cardboard box, glaring at her with unfriendly eyes.

Elara was slightly taken aback, then calmly stepped inside.

She had come out unscathed from last night’s social event, guessing someone must be disappointed now.

Let them be mad!

As long as she’s happy.

"Charlotte, you’re really something! Retreating just to advance, publicly distancing yourself from Mr. Hawke while secretly ratting on me, getting him to stand up and drive me out of headquarters, I’m truly impressed."

Sophie Harper’s angry voice echoed in her ear.

Elara felt baffled, glanced sideways at her.

"What are you talking about?"

She reported to Damon Hawke?

Reported what?

That Sophie Harper deliberately abused her authority, forcing her to entertain?

"Stop pretending!"

Sophie Harped hissed, "Wasn’t it you who told Mr. Hawke that I deliberately arranged for you and the PR department to host Frank together? Elara Don, I truly underestimated you!"

So it was about this!

But she’s innocent!

She never intended to snitch to Damon Hawke.

She’s not that idle.

Still, seeing Sophie Harper’s defeat, she was quite pleased.

"So, are you fired now?"

"Tch! Sorry, I’ve just been transferred to another branch, didn’t get fired like you wished."

Sophie Harper coldly laughed, "Charlotte, don’t celebrate too soon. As long as Miss Hawke is still with the company, you won’t have it easy. I suggest you leave Hawke Corporation early and stop daydreaming about Damon."

Yearning for Damon Hawke!

She had a boyfriend; why pursue a person who’s always been a source of trouble!

However, how did Damon Hawke find out about last night’s events?

He even demoted Sophie Harper?

Was it truly to stand up for her?

No, no, she shouldn’t flatter herself.

There must be some unknown reason.

Elara quickly stopped her wild thoughts, refusing to think about that tall figure.

She must keep her distance!

Back to the R&D department.

Elara saw Elena Soo busy at her workstation, hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

"Elena, come out with me for a moment, I need to ask you something."

Elena lifted her eyes, watching Elara’s back as she walked out, bright eyes twinkling.

"Charlotte, what’s up?"

"After work yesterday, you went to the lab and touched the perfume sample, right?"

Elara asked directly.

"Yes, I did touch the perfume sample."

Elena didn’t deny.

"Why did you touch the perfume sample?"

Elara furrowed her brows, "Elena, you know this is the final procedure, nothing can go wrong."

"Charlotte, I touched the perfume sample just to record the scent before it solidified, to see if there would be a difference afterwards."

Elena looked at Elara and spoke calmly.

"Just that?"

"Yes."

Elena paused, "Charlotte, I just graduated, wanting to quickly learn something, so that I can be a perfumer as outstanding as you, to earn enough money to treat my mom’s illness, that’s why I did it, sorry."

The woman slightly lowered her gaze, exuding a palpable sadness, making it hard not to feel sympathetic.

Elara knew about her family situation; she couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic.

"If you have any questions in the future, feel free to ask me. Perfuming doesn’t really involve specific techniques; it’s about practicing, thinking, contemplating."

Everyone has different senses, even with the same formula, the scents created might vary.

In this line of work, it depends largely on one’s talent.