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-

stood with his hands behind his back, patiently waiting

and affectionate smile playing on his lips as he muttered to himself,

that moment, his secretary called, disrupting his thoughts.

brows furrowed suddenly as he answered, “What

Joseph

secretary spoke 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

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

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

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

still unaware of all this, was

man

for whom you

whole years?

you were

marry reluctantly, just to

spark of anger ignited within Jerome. His lips, usually indifferent, curled slightly. “Is everything I asked you to

all ready, Director Xavier!” The secretary responded

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

had been crouching for too long, and her waist was starting to ache. She slowly stood up from

who, when she encountered something she liked, would become

moment, Chloe suddenly remembered that Jerome was

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

line from Rilke: “Only the rose can unfold like

her as he

Be careful not to dirty your clothes!” Chloe noticed how impeccably clean

thorny bushes, single-mindedly wanting to be by

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

flowers… I can’t accept them.

basket, it was filled with roses, symbolizing

beauty of 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 been cultivating. So, I’d like to give you this basket to

can also take home, transplant into

anymore. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and accepted the flower basket. “Well, thank you, Fourth Young Master, for your

his brows and leaned towards her, his hands behind

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

Young Master, what’s wrong? Is there something on my

Jerome nodded seriously.

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