Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 637

It wasn't until she had walked away from him that she found her way again, slowly regaining her once radiant sparkle.

Thinking about how he had ultimately let this woman slip through his fingers, Murray felt his fascination with her replaced by a deep regret.

Grace, standing nearby, watched the changes in the man's expression without a word, calmly taking his hand.

Murray looked at her, puzzled.

Grace smiled, "Since we're here to celebrate, and we've brought a gift, it's only right to hand it over personally."

With that, she led Murray forward, "Roseanne, congratulations! I wasn't sure what you'd like, so Murray and I picked this out together. We hope it brings your lab endless success and fruitful results."

"Thank you." As the saying goes, one does not slap the hand that's offered in friendship. Roseanne calmly accepted, her gaze lingering on Grace without sparing Murray a second glance.

Murray's hand at his side clenched into a fist.

Carlson and Arkle took this opportunity to step forward with their congratulations.

Clutching his item a bit tighter, Carlson, not as eloquent as Grace, awkwardly presented his gift, "Congrats. This is a lavender sachet; it's not much, but my mom made it. You can hang it anywhere to help refresh the mind and keep bugs at bay." He brought three sachets.

Mamie and Scales

he felt a bit nervous, worrying his gift might seem too modest, yet he couldn't afford anything

show any signs of disdain; in fact, they

examined hers with

whose names he didn't know. The scent was strong at

took in more of the

It was magical!

it had layers of scent,

like it," Roseanne said, examining the sachet,

a white

cicada, and

properly thanked you last time for picking up my stuff. And now

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blush creeping onto his cheeks,

it's the thought that

made Carlson's face turn

lightly, "...Can we take a

stored away the sachet, led the way, "Let me give

"Thank you."