Stolen Scent, Live Breakdown

Synopsis

The first thing my biological parents did after finding me was force me to sign a lifetime NDA. My mother pinched her nose in disgust like I was carrying some kind of virus. "To outsiders, you're just the maid. Emmy is our daughter. Don't even think about stealing her spotlight." My father tossed a pile of perfume formulas at me. "Emmy's competing in the World Perfume Championship next week. You'll make the perfume behind the scenes, and she gets the credit." The fake heiress wore my custom gown, held onto my fiance's arm, and smiled sweetly at me. "Thanks for the hard work, sis." Looking at that family's smug, condescending faces, I put away the agreement and nodded like a good girl. They thought I was still some clueless country bumpkin they could buy off with a little money. What they didn't know was that the center seat on the international competition's main judging panel had been reserved for me all along. And there was one special ingredient in that formula. It was harmless to most people, but the fake heiress had been taking antidepressants for years. Mix the two together, and she'd start hallucinating. On competition day, the whole world would be watching live.