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

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

that moment, his secretary called,

furrowed suddenly as he

Joseph

a cooperation project for the Rose Manor. But as per your instructions, I didn’t give them

so quickly, they brought the project inspection team here today.

voice deep and full of questions. “Besides the Sawle Group,

is here too. Bringing that woman to an occasion like this shows how deeply they’re in

all this, was lost in

this the man you

for whom you

whole years?

you were

just to stay

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

all ready, Director Xavier!” The secretary responded

people over here.” Jerome pushed up his golden-rimmed glasses and a barely noticeable

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

kind of person who, when she encountered something she liked, would become exceptionally focused, completely

was still

and was surprised to see him still patiently standing there. In his hands, he held a woven flower basket filled with

her think of the line from Rilke: “Only the rose can unfold like a

to her as he approached with the flower basket.

clothes!” Chloe

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

glowed with the soft hues of sunset as he

thank you for your kindness. But these flowers… I can’t accept them. Chloe smiled

a flower basket, it was filled with roses, symbolizing ambiguity. Accepting it would be inappropriate.

but that’s just one aspect. More importantly, I’ve noticed that Miss Thorp has a keen interest in the roses I’ve been cultivating. So, I’d like

can also take home, transplant into your own garden, and care for

reason to refuse anymore. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out

brows and leaned towards her,

Chloe’s startled crystal eyes. She

Young Master, what’s wrong? Is

Jerome nodded seriously.