Personality V: I will save everything

"Welcome, Grace." After everyone raised their glasses together, Grace finally arrived at the banquet venue.

It looks like Grace opened the pearl oyster I gave her.

As expected, this dress is really beautiful————"The Weeping Goddess."

"Sister Grace, you are so beautiful." Karl ran to Grace excitedly. He thought Sister Grace was really beautiful today.

In the face of Karl’s enthusiasm, Grace always stroked his head gently.

“Is this what Sister Grace really looks like?” Karl suddenly asked Grace.

"Ah? No! This............" Grace didn't know how to explain.

After she opened the pearl oyster, a light flashed and she became what she is now.

She is so beautiful, so pretty! Grace couldn't help but exclaimed, she couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was actually herself.

Compared with the dark and damp image before, I am now a completely different person.

However, this change did not make her happy, but instead brought her a deep sense of disconnection. She felt that the self in front of her was not real, and the image that looked like a smelly, rotten fish was her original appearance.

Just when Grace was in self-doubt, Karl suddenly said: "Yes, this must be what Sister Grace really looks like! A beautiful goddess who can control the ocean!"

His tone was full of affirmation and admiration, as if he was very satisfied with Grace’s new image. Grace was awakened by Karl’s words, she raised her head, looked at Karl, and a feeling of emotion surged in her heart.

"That's right, Sister Grace! A beautiful goddess who can control the ocean!" Lisa also ran over and echoed.

Grace listened to their words and felt a warm touch in her heart. She had never thought that she would become such a person, let alone that someone would see her like this. She felt an unprecedented confidence and courage surge in her heart.

"It's very beautiful, Grace." Jose Badem came over and handed Grace a wine glass. "You are late, so you missed the moment when we all raised our glasses together... Let me toast you first." He looked at Grace with a smile, his eyes full of sincerity and appreciation.

Grace took the glass, clinked glasses with Jose Badem, and drank it all in one gulp. She felt the spiciness and warmth of the wine, as well as the joy and satisfaction deep in her heart.

"She really looks like the goddess in fairy tales who can control the ocean." said another person, his eyes full of awe and envy.

"It's really beautiful." Others also agreed, and their eyes were focused on Grace, as if she was a precious work of art.

Grace felt a little shy, but more proud and grateful. She realized that in the eyes of others, she had become so different. Perhaps, she should try to accept this new self, let go of the shadow of the past, and get to know herself again.

"Tada tada..." The sound of hard heels stepping on the floor.

It was Natasha. She was stomping the floor hard with her leather shoes, bringing a hint of rhythm to the banquet.

Everyone understood what he meant.

"Everyone," Natasha began to dance with increasing movements, "Let's dance together!"

(A beautiful and rhythmic music begins.)

Everyone chose their own dance partners and began to dance at the banquet.

How wonderful it is! Everyone’s face is filled with smiles and everyone feels very happy.

.........Three days later........................

"I don't think this is a good idea, Uncle Jose Baden." Carl said seriously. This was the first time he disagreed with Jose Baden's idea. He was worried that doing so would damage Jose Baden's reputation.

The cause of the incident was simple. Jose Badem actually wanted to broadcast the video recorded by Carl outside under his personal name.

Carl is not a stingy person, he knows that the purpose of making these videos is to let more people see them. However, he believes that those pretentious men outside will definitely not be able to accept the theme of this film.

Jose Badem was helpless in the face of Carl's firm attitude. He tried to explain: "Carl, I'm not going to show this film to those men." He hoped to allay Carl's concerns, but Carl still seemed skeptical.

“？(??)?” Carl looked at him with confusion, as if he didn’t understand the meaning of his words at all.

"I did this for those women to see... I know it's hard to do... but even if it's just one, it's worth it." His eyes were firm and full of hope, as if telling Carl that everything he did was meaningful.

It is indeed very difficult to awaken the self-awareness of all women with just one film, but as long as it can affect even just one of them, it would be a good start, isn’t it?

"I see. I agree."

Does Carl have any reason to continue to refuse?

“............Carl, what do you think? Please tell me what you think.” Jose Badem suddenly asked Carl.

His voice was full of expectation, as if he hoped to get some new perspectives and inspiration from Karl. Karl raised his head slightly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

“What path do you think women should take? Choose family or move up the career ladder?” Jose Badem continued to ask, as if he wanted to find the answer from Carl.

Carl tilted his head, thought for a moment and then said, "I don't know." His tone was calm and firm, but at the same time it also revealed the innocence of a child.

"They can choose to move forward and pursue their own careers and achievements; they can also choose to be a wife or mother and enjoy the warmth and happiness of family life. These are their personal choices and there is no right or wrong. Moreover, there is nothing wrong with being a mother. On the contrary, it is also a great responsibility and dedication." Carl added, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

He remembered what his mother had said to him when he was a child: "Because God cannot protect everyone accurately, he created mothers." This sentence has been deeply imprinted in his heart, making him understand the greatness and selflessness of maternal love.

Karl believes that everyone's wishes and choices should be respected, whether it is choosing a career path or family life. Women have the right to decide their own life trajectory, whether pursuing career success or taking care of the family, they deserve respect and support.

The most important thing is not to choose who is stronger, men or women, but to give them equal opportunities and rights so that they can freely make decisions that suit them.

They can choose to be a wife or a mother, but this cannot be their only path.

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On the other side, in the manor.

"I say, Norton, aren't you being a little too extreme? Is it really that serious?" Antonio looked at the empty bottle of perfume in front of him, then glanced at Norton beside him, and sighed helplessly.

He couldn't stand it anymore. The whole manor was now filled with the smell of the rose perfume Norton brought. At first, Antonio thought it smelled good, but after smelling it for a long time, he began to feel that it was overwhelming his brain. Did Norton really spray the perfume all over the manor? It felt like he didn't want to spray perfume at all, but was using it as an antiseptic.

"How dare you ask that?! Do you know how much damage you have caused to my heart?! Can you imagine? When I came out of that space, I smelled the scent of heather in the whole manor. How did I feel?!" Norton glared at Antonio angrily, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Antonio shook his head helplessly. He knew why Norton hated the taste, but he didn't expect Norton to be so extreme. However, he also understood Norton's feelings. After all, everyone has something they can't stand.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. I was wrong, isn't that enough? I won't do this again next time." Antonio tried to calm Norton down, but he knew that this might take some time.

Norton glared at Antonio and turned away.

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Norton left the manor angrily. After walking a long way, he suddenly remembered something - he had ordered a large amount of perfume before, but he had only paid the deposit and had not yet paid the balance! He had to find the lady named... Chloe and pay her the money.

"Oh, my God, sir." Chloe certainly remembered this gentleman named Norton. After all, he ordered so many perfumes that it would be hard not to remember him.

However, what Chloe didn't expect was that Mr. Norton exuded a strong rose scent, as if he was immersed in perfume. The smell was so strong that she could smell it from a long distance away.

In fact, the situation is indeed similar. Norton almost sprayed the entire manor, especially his own room, from inside to outside, from top to bottom, every corner with perfume, which can be said to be "marinated".

Norton didn't expect... To be more precise, he didn't expect to meet another lady here.

"This is my sister, her name is Vera." Chloe enthusiastically introduced her sister to Norton and added: "She has an extraordinary talent in perfume making!"

Although the two look very similar, undoubtedly twins, there are significant differences between Vera and her sister Chloe. For example, at this moment, Chloe is talking enthusiastically with Norton, while Vera just stands quietly with her head down.

"Is that so?" Norton interrupted Chloe's endless chatter. He came here just to settle the balance. Apart from that, he didn't want to do anything else that would cause trouble.

but...............

"Are you really talented in making perfumes?" Norton asked Vera.

"Yes." A very short sentence. Vera kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look in Norton's direction.

"Can you customize a bottle of perfume for me?"

"Yes, may I ask..."

Before Vera finished speaking, Norton took out the "template" of the perfume.

It was a piece of snow-white hair. Even though it had been separated from its owner, it still emitted starlight under the sunlight.

"This is..." Chloe and Vera were both surprised by what Norton took out.

Nowadays, white hair is something that everyone is chasing after. There is even a service in the church that allows people to dye their hair white as long as they pay money.

But the white hair that Norton took out was obviously not dyed later. It was natural and had always been like this.

"Where did this thing come from? Don't worry about it. I just want you to help me mix the same smell as the owner of this hair."

Yes, this piece of white hair is the hair of the owner of the manor. As for how this hair came from? It can be said to be a tortuous story.

First of all, this incident can be traced back to when Carl and Andrew were still children. Well, to be exact, it can be traced back to when the two of them first met Kreacher.

At that time, Carl was very concerned about his hair. It was not the same white as his mother's and brother's. So in order to comfort him, Andrew deliberately grew his hair long, and cut it all off at Christmas, made a wig and gave it to Carl.

At that time, the owner of the manor also cut off a small piece of his hair and gave it to Carl to comfort him.

Later, as he grew older, Carl gradually stopped caring about such things, and he "sold" the hair.

To be precise, Carl gave it to Frederick, Frederick gave it to Lisa, and then even Norton himself didn't know how it happened, it came into his hands inexplicably.

Chloe and Vera looked at each other, their hearts full of curiosity, but they didn't dare to ask more. They knew that some things were better not to delve into.

Vera carefully took the white hair and observed it carefully. She could feel the unique scent of the white hair, which seemed to come from a mysterious and distant world.

Vera took a deep breath and began to think about how to mix the same scent as the owner of the white hair. She needed to choose the most suitable combination from a variety of spices to show that unique temperament.

"I will work hard."

"very good."