A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 145

Had Jerome not brought Chloe here, she would not have been aware of the expansive rose garden in the southern suburbs of

Medo.

Xavy Group had no claim to this place; it was solely Jerome’s private property. Spanning hundreds of acres, the flower fields were planted exclusively with Damascus Roses.

Under the dark and colorful setting sun, like an oil painting, the lush green and delicate pink roses were beautiful. Chloe was captivated by the warm and vibrant scene.

As Chloe watched, young couples strolled leisurely through the garden, taking photos and internet celebrities doing live broadcasts. The tranquil beauty of the scene soothed her tense body and mind, which had been strained from days of work.

The tourists were drawn to their remarkable appearance.

Anyone would believe that they were a perfect pair, a match made in heaven.

Chloe bent down, her nose tip twitching, and tenderly picked up a rose, as if caressing her lover’s cheek. Her face was intoxicated by its sweet scent.

Jerome’s eyes dimmed slightly, and her lips curved up. “Chloe is as gorgeous as can be. She’s lovelier than a blossom.”

Chloe’s beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she replied with a generous smile, “I’m flattered by Fourth Young Master Xavier’s kind words, but I’m already aware of my beauty”

“If I call you Chloe like when I was a kid, can you also call me Jerome like before?” Jerome stepped closer to her, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Chloe, her almond-shaped eyes flashing, turned her back to him, still feeling a little embarrassed.

Jerome had remained the same as when he was a child, yet his feelings for her had never altered. However, she had completely removed herself from that recollection. When they reunited, Jerome was almost unrecognizable to her.

Therefore, she paused for a moment and then softly uttered. “Once we get to know each other better, I’ll.”

“I reckon we’ll become as close as we were when we were kids. I’m looking forward to it,” Jerome said, his eyes shining with feeling.

Chloe sensed an odd atmosphere, so she shifted the conversation and asked earnestly, ‘Fourth Young Master, what’s the annual yield of roses in your field? What’s the cost of cultivating them? Is any corporate entity signing an exclusive contract with you?”

“Miss Thorp.” Jerome adjusted his glasses and smiled, “would you like to discuss collaborating with me?”

“To tell you the truth, I do have this idea.”

As soon as Chloe entered, she spotted a golden business opportunity!

up a female market and create makeup and skin care products with roses as the theme.

has ignited the fighting spirit of

Love – Aphrodite and the Goddess of Plants Adonis. This flower

–

the Damascus Rose. “Damascus Rose oil was highly valued for its physical

hope we can form a strategic partnership. You provide

will benefit all the women in the nation in the long run. It will become a renowned brand that is beloved by women. It won’t diminish for years, and the profit is

any attention to the business experiences she had shared, despite the fact that many people had been interested in his

in Gatsby’s, all to

did not answer for a long time, Chloe thought that this sudden

sudden

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my project is not insignificant. Fourth Young Master can take his time to consider it.

Outside Rose Manor.

gazing at the blossoming roses in the sky, his emotions a complex mix.

aware that Navy Group and Thorp Group had a close bond, and Directors Xavier and Thorp were like brothers. Fourth Young Master

sex, so her handling of the Anderson situation had been

she didn’t seem to reject Fourth Young Master Xavier so much that

had saved her last time, of course, but he still had a vague feeling that the Young Mistress

Could it be…

wish for a person’s

contracted upon thinking of that

luxury cars came from

upon seeing the Maybach at the head of the car, its tag alone enough to evoke such

Sawle Group’s men, that

luxury car and, with respect, got out of the passenger

a frown, elegantly tied the buttons of his suit with both hands as he walked down, his pitch-black, spotless handmade leather shoes straight and his long legs

it, what rotten luck!” Jordan was so frustrated when he saw the attractive face

pale hand slowly emerged

lend me a hand?”

eyebrows furrowed. Then,

hastily seized his strong and solid hand, as if fearful that he

her face as

remained as cold as ever, she was confident that she could regain the watery tenderness he had once