The secretary entered the room, pushing the door open with a large bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"Who sent them?" Emmeline inquired, contemplating whether Abel could be the sender. However, she doubted that he would engage in such superficial gestures.

"There's no name on the card," replied the secretary. "I don't know who sent them."

Emmeline rose from her executive chair and approached to take the flowers.

The secretary, mindful of closing the door, left the room.

The bouquet consisted of vibrant red roses interspersed with sprigs of eustoma. The flowers were beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

But who would send such conspicuously red roses?

Emmeline reached for her phone, contemplating whether to ask Abel about it. Perhaps he had whimsically ordered the flowers for her, considering she was working on his behalf that day.

However, before she could dial his number, the phone rang, and an incoming call interrupted her thoughts.

As she read the caller ID, a frown creased Emmeline's forehead.

It was Adam!

Despite her patience wearing thin, Emmeline decided to answer the call.

She said, "What's the matter, Adam?"

"Did you receive the flowers?" Emmeline immediately wanted to scold him and threw the flowers onto the wall.

"Aren't they beautiful? Women like flowers, especially red roses."

flowers are beautiful," Emmeline retorted with a cold snort, "but they should be shared and given

for Abel,

sorry," Emmeline sneered, "I cannot accept this token of kindness, and the flowers are

don't appreciate it, then give them back to me. Why would you throw them away? Are you

sneered, "Did you send them to the wrong

the other end, "Did you misunderstand

"Did I?"

bring them back to me at the Struyria Banquet. I'll be waiting for you in the King Lounge. Let's have a

Emmeline was silent.

bad idea. Confronting Adam face-to-face would resolve any lingering

for me," Emmeline replied coldly, "I'll see

call, looked

what I wanted to

invite Emmeline to dinner and discuss the bidding for the imperial palace. However, he knew that Emmeline would

it would be better to talk to her about it instead of forcing her to agree

pride and audacity, she

at the Struyria Banquet, holding the

closely

bustling crowd, there stood a tall and handsome figure dressed in black. It was

gaze inadvertently shifted, and

air of arrogance, it was Emmeline, the

Benjamin furrowed his eyebrows.

or Waylon by her side. However, Luca, Abel's special assistant, was following

Abel was not in good health, so why did Emmeline

Who was she meeting?

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