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The group moderator hesitated before calling out, "Ms. Hall..."

For a brief moment, the group fell into silence.

Someone piped up, "Ms. Hall, aren't you worried about losing with such a big bet?"

Stella's response came calmly, "Taking a risk; maybe it'll pay off."

With that, the chat erupted with praise for Ms. Hall’s audacity.

Soon after, several more bets against Sonia flooded in, with some even upping the ante.

After a pause, the group moderator spoke up again, "Ms. Saun has bet against Sonia, wagering one hundred thousand."

Stella paused, glancing up at Jaylene nearby.

Meeting Stella's gaze, Jaylene smirked and tilted her head slightly, saying," Just a bit of fun."

Stella smiled back, mouthing slowly, Have you recovered the twenty million you were swindled off?"

Jaylene's expression stiffened momentarily, but she remained silent, catching Darcie's eye and eventually clenching her fists in frustration.

As Sonia worked on her concoctions, adjusting proportions based on scent, an hour passed, resulting in over a dozen samples, none of which met the mark.

Darcie's tense expression gradually eased as she observed Sonia's method. The proportions Sonia used differed significantly from what Darcie had deemed the closest match, and the adjustment

direction was entirely different. How could Sonia possibly get it right? NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Among the spectators, boredom began to set in, with remarks about watching a poor student trying to mimic a top scholar.

One person who had been involved in separating the S-type oil components remarked, "The oils she selected are all correct. I thought I'd stumbled upon a genius, but it seems it was just luck."

"Ms. Hall wagered one hundred thousand against her success. Looks like she might be losing that bet."

"She's the one who brought her in. If it were me, I might reluctantly bet on her success too. You win some, you lose some, right?"

"Ms. Saun also bet one hundred thousand against her. Whether she succeeds or not, it won't affect me because I won't be getting a penny either way..."

Despite the glass barrier separating the testing area from the observers, Sonia's actions were clearly audible. Fortunately, she seemed unfazed by the chatter. After several adjustments, she combined two samples, shook the bottle, and let it sit for a while before unscrewing the cap.

A powerful fragrance filled the room as soon as she opened the bottle, astonishing Stella. It was exactly like the scent from the smashed S-type oil bottle, if not stronger.

"This scent... it's identical!"

"Are we losing our minds? Did she really do it?"

"Yes, bow down in awe!"

"No way, they've been trying for years and couldn't do it, and she did it in just over an hour?"

"What kind of prodigy is she, born after 2000..."

"It feels like the suspense is finally over; I might be getting closer to being laid off again..."

Darcie's expression soured when she caught a whiff of the scent, her gaze flickering with resentment before she regained her composure.

Jaylene, less adept at hiding her emotions, questioned incredulously, "How is this possible? We've been trying for years and couldn't do it. How did she manage?"

Stella, feeling a sense of pride, raised her eyebrows at Jaylene, "Why wouldn't it be possible? Haven't you heard the saying? Genius is 99% effort and 1 % talent, but that 1 % talent is the most crucial, even more so than the 99% effort; that's the power of innate talent."