Chapter 145

Had Jerome not brought Chloe here, she would not have been aware of the expansive rose garden in the southern suburbs of

Medo.

Xavy Group had no claim to this place; it was solely Jerome’s private property. Spanning hundreds of acres, the flower fields were planted exclusively with Damascus Roses.

Under the dark and colorful setting sun, like an oil painting, the lush green and delicate pink roses were beautiful. Chloe was captivated by the warm and vibrant scene.

As Chloe watched, young couples strolled leisurely through the garden, taking photos and internet celebrities doing live broadcasts. The tranquil beauty of the scene soothed her tense body and mind, which had been strained from days of work.

The tourists were drawn to their remarkable appearance.

Anyone would believe that they were a perfect pair, a match made in heaven.

Chloe bent down, her nose tip twitching, and tenderly picked up a rose, as if caressing her lover’s cheek. Her face was intoxicated by its sweet scent.

Jerome’s eyes dimmed slightly, and her lips curved up. “Chloe is as gorgeous as can be. She’s lovelier than a blossom.”

Chloe’s beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she replied with a generous smile, “I’m flattered by Fourth Young Master Xavier’s kind words, but I’m already aware of my beauty”

“If I call you Chloe like when I was a kid, can you also call me Jerome like before?” Jerome stepped closer to her, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Chloe, her almond-shaped eyes flashing, turned her back to him, still feeling a little embarrassed.

Jerome had remained the same as when he was a child, yet his feelings for her had never altered. However, she had completely removed herself from that recollection. When they reunited, Jerome was almost unrecognizable to her.

Therefore, she paused for a moment and then softly uttered. “Once we get to know each other better, I’ll.”

“I reckon we’ll become as close as we were when we were kids. I’m looking forward to it,” Jerome said, his eyes shining with feeling.

Chloe sensed an odd atmosphere, so she shifted the conversation and asked earnestly, ‘Fourth Young Master, what’s the annual yield of roses in your field? What’s the cost of cultivating them? Is any corporate entity signing an exclusive contract with you?”

“Miss Thorp.” Jerome adjusted his glasses and smiled, “would you like to discuss collaborating with me?”

“To tell you the truth, I do have this idea.”

As soon as Chloe entered, she spotted a golden business opportunity!

up a female market and create makeup and skin care products with roses

this moment, the rose garden has ignited the fighting spirit of the

Greek legends depict roses as the embodiment of the Goddess of Love – Aphrodite and the Goddess of Plants Adonis.

very familiar with the Damascus Rose. “Damascus Rose oil was highly valued for its physical and mental benefits, and although air

form a strategic partnership. You provide the roses, and I’ll add more value to

will become a renowned brand that is beloved by women.

experiences she had shared, despite the fact that many people had been interested in his rose field over the past two years, yet he

of flowers was like a lively gathering in Gatsby’s, all to

was staring at her with rapt attention and did not answer for a long time, Chloe thought that this sudden declaration of love would be taken seriously by him, so she laughed

sudden

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take his time to consider it. I’m not

Outside Rose Manor.

at the blossoming roses in the sky, his emotions a complex mix.

aware that Navy Group and Thorp Group had a close bond, and Directors Xavier and Thorp were like brothers. Fourth Young Master Xavier had a special place in young

opposite sex, so her handling

didn’t seem to reject Fourth Young Master Xavier so much that she was even willing to go on a date with

of course, but he still had a vague feeling that the Young Mistress was

Could it be…

for a

contracted upon thinking of that

came from

at the head of the car, its tag alone enough to evoke such

Sawle Group’s men,

out of the passenger seat and opened the door.

tied the buttons of his suit with both hands as he walked down, his pitch-black,

what rotten luck!” Jordan was so frustrated when

a slender, pale hand

Joseph, could you lend me a hand?”

eyebrows furrowed. Then, extending his hand to

his strong and solid hand, as if fearful that he would alter

spread across her face as her heart

Joseph’s eyes remained as cold as ever, she was confident that she could regain the watery tenderness he had once shown

filled with contempt as he watched Joseph and Grace walking hand-in-hand towards the manor’s entrance, too lazy to scold Joseph

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