A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

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!

to KS Group, she had always been eager to open up a female market and create makeup and skin care products with roses as the theme. However, Stefan asked her to prioritize

this moment, the rose garden has ignited the fighting spirit of the Young Mistress!

of Love – Aphrodite and the Goddess of Plants Adonis. This flower is

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oil was highly valued for its physical and mental benefits, and although air transportation was expensive, there were few manors in the

form a strategic partnership.

become a renowned brand that is beloved by women. It won’t diminish for years, and the profit is incalculable.” Jerome gazed at her intently,

shared, despite the fact that many people had been interested in his rose

lively gathering in Gatsby’s, all

answer for a long time, Chloe thought that this sudden declaration of love would be taken seriously by him, so she laughed heartily and said, “I know, my suggestion was

sudden

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can take his time

Outside Rose Manor.

stood in the lingering light of the setting sun, gazing at the blossoming roses in the sky, his emotions a

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 mistress’ heart, and it was

kept a distance from the opposite sex, so her handling of the Anderson situation had been unrealistic and

didn’t seem to reject Fourth Young Master Xavier so much that

course, but he still had a vague feeling that the Young Mistress was especially lenient toward him.

Could it be…

for a

thinking of that sentence, and he sighed helplessly.

black luxury cars came from afar, arriving at this

of the car, its tag alone enough to evoke such a

men, that was

and, with respect, got out of the passenger seat and

he walked down, his pitch-black, spotless handmade leather

Jordan was so frustrated when

later, a slender, pale

lend

furrowed. Then, extending his hand to Grace, he invited. her to

hand, as if fearful that he would alter his decision in the next instant.

face as her

eyes remained as cold as ever, she was confident that she could regain the watery tenderness he

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