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

Chapter 146

The two sides stood in confrontation, tension hanging in the air.

“Mr. Sawle, I’m not sure whether to call it a coincidence or bad luck.” Jordan grinned, his words far from respectful.

“Chloe, is she inside?” Joseph’s eyebrows sharpened, his voice low.

The moment he heard that name, Grace felt a shiver down her spine, her heart pounding.

“Why? Is it not allowed?”

Jordan sneered, every word carrying a sting. “Mr. Sawle hasn’t taken ownership of this place, has he?”

“Hiss… Mr. Sawle hasn’t done anything, just asking! Are you trying to provoke us?” Max retorted, unable to contain his irritation.

“Hasn’t done anything? Well, you can say that, but I can’t even bear to listen.” Jordan’s thick brows furrowed, dripping with disdain.

“You!”

“That’s enough, Max.”

Joseph scolded softly, his gaze devoid of warmth. “Chloe, what are you doing here?”

Jordan’s cold gaze swept over the delicate and charming Grace, smirking as he raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Sawle is here for what? Our young lady is here for the same reason.”

Joseph’s brows furrowed even more.

Indeed, Chloe had taken an interest in the Rose Manor, but this time, he wouldn’t let her succeed!

At this moment, Chloe had already lifted her dress and stepped into the midst of the rose garden. Bathed in the brilliant sunset, she moved gracefully like a floral goddess.

She squatted down in the muddy flower bed without any affectation, kneading the soil with delicate hands, carefully observing the rose stems and petals, and taking detailed notes on her phone while snapping pictures.

Other girls came to admire and take photos.

The young lady, however, seemed to be here to unearth treasures, to strike gold.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful woman would go against the grain of romanticism, wearing “practicality” and “business acumen” like a badge on her face. She was all about building her career and making money.

Ambitious women were quite charming-

his hands behind his back,

slightly, a tender and affectionate smile playing on his lips as he muttered to himself, “Chloe, you’re still the same as you were when you were

moment, his secretary called, disrupting his

furrowed suddenly as he answered, “What

Joseph has arrived.”

in a hushed tone. “Previously, people from the Sawle Group had contacted me about discussing a cooperation project for the Rose Manor. But as per your instructions, I didn’t give them a clear response.”

project inspection team here today. It seems they’re determined

his voice deep and full of

is here too. Bringing that woman to an occasion like this shows how

unaware of all this, was

this the man

whom you were willing to change

three whole

were

to marry reluctantly, just to stay by

ignited within Jerome. His lips, usually indifferent, curled slightly.

Director Xavier!” The secretary responded

over, and send someone to lead the Sawle Group’s people over here.” Jerome pushed up his golden-rimmed glasses and a barely noticeable smirk flashed in his eyes.

and her waist was starting to ache. She slowly stood up from amidst the flower bushes, panting, and

encountered something she liked,

Jerome was still waiting for her in

patiently standing there. In his hands,

made her think of the line from Rilke: “Only the rose can

Jerome called to her as he approached with the flower

don’t come in! Be careful not to dirty your clothes!” Chloe noticed how impeccably clean he was dressed and hurriedly

thorny bushes, single-mindedly wanting to be by her side. Chloe bit her petal-like vermilion lips, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

eyes glowed with the soft hues of

for your kindness. But these flowers… I

filled with roses, symbolizing ambiguity. Accepting it would be inappropriate.

a lady, but that’s just one aspect. More importantly, I’ve noticed that Miss Thorp has a keen interest in the roses I’ve

here that you can also take home, transplant into your own garden, and care for it attentively. They will bloom

moment, then reached out and accepted the flower

towards her, his hands

in Chloe’s startled crystal eyes. She held her breath, and her

what’s wrong? Is

Jerome nodded seriously.