Half a year...
It matched the timing Director Montgomery had mentioned.
A surge of anger welled up within Elly Campbell, ready to explode at any moment. But to avoid alerting the enemy, Elly forcefully suppressed her anger.
Next to her, Helen Melendy was much more perceptive than Shirley. Seeing Elly's particular interest in the essential oils, an unease inexplicably washed over her heart.
"What's wrong, Elly?"
Hearing Helen's question, Elly's heart gave a jolt, immediately gathering her rising emotions. She shook her head at her, saying,
"It's nothing."
Fearing Helen wouldn't believe her, she added, "I often use essential oils at home, so I'm quite interested in this area."
Upon hearing this, Shirley became even more enthusiastic.
"Mrs. Jones, my son studies biology. He says that extracting things like essential oils from plants is very basic for their field, and they know more than us laypeople."
Elly nodded in agreement, saying,
