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-

hands behind his

as he muttered to himself, “Chloe, you’re still the

that moment, his secretary called, disrupting his thoughts.

furrowed suddenly as he

Joseph

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

brought the project inspection team here today. It

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

woman to an occasion like this shows how deeply they’re in love,

this, was lost

this the man

whom you were willing to change your

whole

you were truly naive.

to stay by

lips, usually indifferent, curled slightly.

Xavier!”

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

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

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

remembered that Jerome was still waiting for her

turned around in a hurry and was surprised to see him still patiently standing there. In

line from Rilke:

as he approached with the

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

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

the soft hues of sunset as he offered the flower

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

filled with roses, symbolizing ambiguity. Accepting it

and switched his approach, smiling, ‘Flowers complement the beauty of a lady, but that’s just one aspect. More importantly, I’ve noticed that Miss Thorp

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

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out

his brows and leaned towards her, his hands behind his

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

Master, what’s wrong? Is there

Jerome nodded