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-

with his hands behind his back, patiently waiting for

a tender and affectionate smile playing on his lips as he muttered to

his secretary

as he answered,

Joseph has

people from the Sawle Group had contacted me about discussing a

quickly, they brought the project inspection team here today.

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

that woman to an occasion like this shows how deeply they’re in love, doesn’t it?” The secretary’s words

was lost

was this the man you once loved?

whom you were willing to change your name

whole years?

were truly naive.

reluctantly, just to

spark of anger ignited within Jerome. His lips, usually indifferent, curled slightly.

ready, Director Xavier!” The secretary

to lead the Sawle Group’s people over here.” Jerome pushed

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 her brow

she liked, would become exceptionally focused, completely immersed, and

that Jerome was still waiting for her in the

patiently standing there. In his hands, he held

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

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

dirty your clothes!” Chloe noticed how

single-mindedly wanting to

is for you. Jerome’s deep eyes glowed with the soft

these flowers… I can’t accept them. Chloe smiled

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

I’ve noticed that Miss Thorp has a keen interest in the roses I’ve been cultivating. So,

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

no reason to refuse anymore. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and accepted the flower basket. “Well, thank you, Fourth Young

towards

startled crystal eyes.

Is there something on

Jerome nodded seriously.

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