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.

window guiltily, and accidentally spotted a dense

Xanthea jumped, “Got what?”

scent! Look! There’s a cluster of heather

at the dense, oval–shaped cluster of tiny white flowers, “What does that

know? Heather is the city flower of Everglade, also known

she snatched the gift box from his hands and shut him

sound of the door closing and her disdainful

Just like

more frivolous than I 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

white, heavily detailed floral dress and appreciated herself by twirling in front of 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 her neck. She wondered who had such great

then, Cedric’s words echoed in her mind. “The boss asked me to wake you up and bring

Orion have picked them out for her?

How did he

size couldn’t be a coincidence! It must be the Marlowe family’s servants who prepared it, and