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Heather used social media to quickly gather basic information about these individuals and promptly submitted it to Aurora. Aurora reviewed the details in her hand.

"Miss Montgomery, do you see anything unusual?" Heather asked curiously.

"Did they go to the hospital?" Aurora didn't answer her question but responded with one of her own.

"lan and other company employees took them to the hospital, but it seems things didn't go smoothly. They're all shouting for compensation but refusing to get checked." "Is that so? If they won't go, then contact the best dermatologists in the city. Have them accompanyfor an on-site visit," Aurora said coldly.

Robert didn't manage dermatology, or she would have contacted him directly. "Understood, Miss Montgomery. I'll arrange it immediately." "Heather, also find smedia reporters. Reach out when we need them. Remember, contact Rock and have him assign people to you," Aurora instructed firmly.

"Understood." Heather suppressed her curiosity. Aurora never acted without purpose, so she simply followed the orders.

Aurora's reasoning was clear. Random media reporters might cause chaos. If they weren't her people, they wouldn't follow instructions and would only aim for sensational headlines, disregarding the truth.

"Did you contact the private investigator I asked for?" "Yes, Miss Montgomery. You needed it urgently, so they dispatched their best. But the earliest they can provide results is five hours," Heather replied meticulously.

Unlike her earlier panicked state, Heather was much calmer now. Five hours was already impressive, given the manpower and resources needed. Ordinary detectives couldn't achieve this level of efficiency.

"Alright, then we'll wait. Has the situation been contained?" Aurora tapped her fingers lightly against the desk, her demeanor languid and composed.

Heather couldn't help but admire Aurora. Earlier, she had shown the return forms to Aurora. Many customer service representatives were still negotiating with those people, their computers flooded with overwhelming messages. Everyone was demanding refunds.

The perfumes were already in production. If these individuals demanded refunds and the situation spiraled further, "Young Love" would face catastrophic losses and eventual stagnation.

Yet, even in such a dire situation, Aurora remained calm. Heather secretly admired her unwavering composure, unshaken even under immense pressure.

"It hasn't even required our intervention yet. Rock has already started suppressing the news," Heather reported, feeling a bit embarrassed. She aspired to reach Rock's level someday.

Aurora nodded. "Good. Learn from Rock. Even if the boss isn't around, you should be able to handle emergencies immediately." This was a test of one's capability. Rock, having worked alongside Julian for years, shared his decisive approach. Heather and lan still lacked the necessary experience. They would need tto grow, and rushing the process wouldn't help. It was a matter of accumulation over time.

Aurora thought back to her early days. She had been anxious when she first encountered critical situations. Back then, she constantly reminded herself not to panic.

At just nineteen, her fingers had trembled uncontrollably. Asher had to hold her to calm her down.

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"Yes, Miss Montgomery. I understand," Heather replied humbly, taking the advice to heart.

"Have you handled the rumors?" Aurora had instructed Heather on three tasks earlier, but this wasn't one of them. It was a deliberate test.

Aurora needed someone with initiative, not a robot who only followed orders blindly. The position Heather occupied required more than ambition-it demanded action and observation.

"Yes, I handled it. After the meeting, my first task was to address the rumors. We've been responding patiently to the skepticism on social media and the official website." "Good. Keep at it," Aurora said, sitting behind her computer, deep in thought. Whoever was behind this would pay dearly.

Aurora monitored online activity closely while her team joined the customer service efforts. Everyone worked tirelessly to explain the situation to skeptical customers.

By 2 p. m., more detailed information on the ten individuals had been delivered to Aurora. She was surprised by what she saw-it was someone she hadn't expected. "Miss Montgomery, the doctors are ready. We can leave now," Heather said, hurrying into the room.

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"Perfect timing!" Aurora placed the documents into her handbag. "Let's go, Heather. It's tto fight this battle." "Yes." Heather followed closely behind Aurora, watching the woman's straight, commanding posture. Aurora was like a queen, standing tall and unshakable, ruling over everything in her path.

As soon as they stepped outside, the noise of loudspeakers filled the air.

"Boycott the toxic perfume!"

In front of the building, media reporters were live-streaming the protest. The scene was broadcast across major platforms.

Suddenly, the glass doors opened, and a figure emerged.

Aurora stepped out, wearing a black coat and high heels. Her powerfun aura was palpable, her lips curving into a faint smile.

The moment she appeared, even through the cameras, everyone could feel her commanding presence. The reporters surged forward.

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