He Saved My Life, But His Family Must Pay

I was searching for the person who saved my life.

This was the reason I continued to live!

When I was three years old, a shocking murder case occurred in Pala.

My mother died in an incense-making container, and my father was accused of being the murderer.

My mother was a renowned perfumer in the guild, and her skill in fragrance creation was peerless. My father fell in love with her at first sight at a guild meeting, and they quickly married. A year later, I was born.

Everyone said that my father, desperate to revive his failing company, had gone completely mad and attempted to extract a unique fragrance from my mother's body.

At the tender age of three, I became an orphan.

Growing up in the orphanage was tough, but by the age of ten, I had already shown a talent for perfumery.

With this skill, I became a member of the guild at the age of twenty.

To uncover the truth about the murder case, I deliberately got close to the president of Dyer Group, who had been my father's right-hand man.

I firmly believed that the incident was not as straightforward as it seemed, for the look of shock and sorrow in my father's eyes when he was taken away clearly showed his grief.

How could he possibly have killed his beloved wife with his own hands?

Thus, I devoted myself to learning perfumery, all to enter the guild and find the truth.

Now, my only clue led to the Dyer family, so I gave it a shot and traded a fragrance formula for a chance to tutor the Dyer family's children.

I was young and capable.

The Dyer children were rebellious and troublesome to the extreme.

Benjamin Dyer, seeing me as a savior, hired me without hesitation.

Seeing how I managed to discipline the unruly William and the capricious Wendy, Benjamin nodded in approval.

Peeking through the door crack, seeing the satisfied expression on his face, I knew I had made the right move.