My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 152

Was it possible?

Ms. Nightshade was so wasted last night; she must be feeling terrible. The boss loved her dearly; he wouldn’t really make a move even if he wanted it that much.

And with the boss‘ formidable capabilities, how could Ms. Nightshade possibly get out of bed after it, let alone be acting energetically like she was now!

As for the musky scent, it was not like a man had to really get inside, well, it wouldn’t be wrong to say he released it without touching Ms. Nightshade, but strictly speaking, nothing really happened,

Thinking this, Cedric felt like he had found solid evidence and defended Orion righteously, “Ms. Nightshade, you drank so much strong liquor last night; it might have affected your sense of smell.”

“Is that so?”

Xanthea scratched her head, half–doubting, trying to recall if she had ever lost her sense of smell after getting drunk.

guiltily, and accidentally spotted a dense cluster of blooming heather, an idea suddenly forming.

Xanthea jumped, “Got what?”

why you smelled that scent! Look! There’s a cluster of heather right outside the

out at the dense, oval–shaped cluster of tiny white flowers, “What does that have to do with

Heather is the city flower of Everglade, also known as ‘scented flower‘. Its fragrance and a man’s

as Xanthea’s face turned sour, she snatched the gift box from his hands and shut

of the door closing and her disdainful words

like your

am!! Everything had a reasonable explanation. Xanthea, feeling reassured, opened the gift box to find a neatly folded set of new clothes, she thought there would be merely one

the mirror; she looked ethereal and enticing. Not only was the dress beautiful, but it also fit her perfectly, even the lace choker perfectly covering those marks on

boss asked

picked them out for her? She suddenly c measurements,

chest. How did

coincidence! It must be the Marlowe family’s