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, patiently waiting

slightly, a tender and affectionate smile playing on his lips as he muttered to himself, “Chloe,

that moment, his secretary called, disrupting his

brows furrowed suddenly as he

Joseph has

had contacted me about discussing a cooperation project for the Rose Manor. But as per your instructions, I didn’t give

to move so quickly, they brought the project inspection team here today. It seems they’re determined to cooperate

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

rumored fiancée is here too. Bringing that woman to an occasion like this shows how deeply they’re in love, doesn’t it?” The secretary’s words were tinged with

still unaware of all this, was lost

was this the man you once

this the man for whom you were willing

whole

were truly naive.

reluctantly, just to

Jerome. His lips, usually indifferent, curled slightly. “Is everything I

Director Xavier!” The secretary responded promptly.

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

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

kind of person who, when she encountered something she liked, would become exceptionally focused, completely immersed, and forget about space

this moment, Chloe suddenly remembered that Jerome was

there. In his hands, he held a woven flower basket filled with exquisite yet subtle pink

truly beautiful, and it made her think of the line from Rilke:

Thorp.” Jerome called to her as he approached with the

your clothes!” Chloe noticed how impeccably clean he was dressed

walk through the thorny bushes, single-mindedly wanting to be by

the soft

these flowers… I can’t

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

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 to give you this basket to take back and

that you can also take home, transplant into your own garden,

then reached out and accepted the flower basket. “Well, thank you, Fourth Young

Jerome furrowed his brows and leaned towards her,

exquisite as jade gradually enlarged in Chloe’s startled crystal

Young Master, what’s wrong? Is there something

nodded seriously.