novelraw Chapter 573: Press Conference
Chapter 573: Press Conference
"Master Northwood, there’s a rumor outside that you are Master Elaine’s disciple following Yuna Hughes. Is this true?"
Elaine and Nora Northwood stopped in their tracks simultaneously. The former, in a relatively good mood, smiled lightly and asked in return, "Have you ever heard of such a relationship between masters?"
The reporter’s pupils dilated, clearly not expecting them to really stop and answer his question.
"It seems you have a high regard for Master Northwood’s abilities! Our nation’s fragrances can stand at the international pinnacle too!"
From his reaction, Nora deduced he was someone from the fragrance industry, not just an ordinary media reporter.
"She is my daughter, inheriting the culture and talent of a lineage. Naturally, I acknowledge her!"
Upon hearing the word "daughter," all the media present were stunned, unable to react.
Did they hear wrong?
As the atmosphere shifted, Nora, under the astonished gaze of everyone, glided past the red carpet area.
Elaine’s smile became more complacent; she loved this universally known ending.
Not sure which reporter reacted first, but there was an exclamation.
By the time everyone realized, Nora had already entered indoors, leaving behind a graceful silhouette.
When the crowd thinned out, she softly exhaled a murky breath, "Mom, do you think the reporters will believe what we said?"
As she spoke, she pulled out her arm, wiped her sweat, and her heart was pounding relentlessly.
Elaine, however, said, "Belief or disbelief doesn’t matter."
Nora was taken aback, then quickly understood her meaning, "You’re right."
Guests approached from all directions, and elites from different industries smiled at Nora, to which she responded graciously.
The grand venue was brightly lit.
There was still a short time before the press conference began. Nora didn’t rush to take her seat but instead chatted with a few potential brand partners to gauge their intentions.
Times have changed; she’s no longer the little girl following Megan Underwood around the venue, handing out business cards and seeking cooperation.
Now, the choice is in her hands.
Fifteen minutes before the event started, Nora went alone to the restroom.
Upon coming out, she ran into Rachel Woodward.
She had lost count of how many times the two had coincidentally met in the restroom.
Out of courtesy, Nora nodded slightly; today is VK’s showcase, and secretly, who knows how many eyes are watching her—she cannot afford any mistakes.
Just as she was about to pass by, Rachel stopped her, "You won; I admit, in terms of talent, I’m indeed not as good as you."
Rachel, spoiled and pampered since childhood, to make her yield was harder than fetching the moon from water.
This move was beyond Nora’s expectations.
She said, "Thank you for your acknowledgment."
"Don’t get too cocky; just because you beat me doesn’t mean Rora can’t win against you."
"By the way, we should also thank Senior Rora. If the Woodward Family hadn’t invited her here, VK Fragrances might not have received such widespread attention."
Upon hearing this, Rachel gritted her teeth in anger!
The Woodward Family paid a high price to bring Rora here, intending to suppress VK and Nora. For the past two months, as VK launched new products, the Woodward Family promptly followed, and from one thing to another, the rivalry between the two families unexpectedly became a focal point in the industry!
In the initial rounds, Rora had earned a good reputation for the Woodward Family, and they thought this good fortune would continue.
Who knew, Nora only grew more vigorous with each setback.
"The wild fire can’t burn it all, the spring wind blows, and it lives again," this line of poetry couldn’t be more fitting to describe her.