Alena's gaze fell on the thing he put on the table, and her eyes widened instantly, "This is-"

Wasn't this the perfume she hadn't given him yet?

How did he find it?

As if he saw the doubts in her heart, Waylon casually explained, "The person who went to help you clean things out mistakenly thought it was yours, so he put it on the table."

There was a makeup table in the Master's bedroom, which was filled with some cosmetics Alena usually used, and there were also a few bottles of perfume mixed in it. It was not surprising that the servant would be mistaken.

"Should you explain to...