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

Chapter 146

The two sides stood in confrontation, tension hanging in the air.

“Mr. Sawle, I’m not sure whether to call it a coincidence or bad luck.” Jordan grinned, his words far from respectful.

“Chloe, is she inside?” Joseph’s eyebrows sharpened, his voice low.

The moment he heard that name, Grace felt a shiver down her spine, her heart pounding.

“Why? Is it not allowed?”

Jordan sneered, every word carrying a sting. “Mr. Sawle hasn’t taken ownership of this place, has he?”

“Hiss… Mr. Sawle hasn’t done anything, just asking! Are you trying to provoke us?” Max retorted, unable to contain his irritation.

“Hasn’t done anything? Well, you can say that, but I can’t even bear to listen.” Jordan’s thick brows furrowed, dripping with disdain.

“You!”

“That’s enough, Max.”

Joseph scolded softly, his gaze devoid of warmth. “Chloe, what are you doing here?”

Jordan’s cold gaze swept over the delicate and charming Grace, smirking as he raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Sawle is here for what? Our young lady is here for the same reason.”

Joseph’s brows furrowed even more.

Indeed, Chloe had taken an interest in the Rose Manor, but this time, he wouldn’t let her succeed!

At this moment, Chloe had already lifted her dress and stepped into the midst of the rose garden. Bathed in the brilliant sunset, she moved gracefully like a floral goddess.

She squatted down in the muddy flower bed without any affectation, kneading the soil with delicate hands, carefully observing the rose stems and petals, and taking detailed notes on her phone while snapping pictures.

Other girls came to admire and take photos.

The young lady, however, seemed to be here to unearth treasures, to strike gold.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful woman would go against the grain of romanticism, wearing “practicality” and “business acumen” like a badge on her face. She was all about building her career and making money.

Ambitious women were quite charming-

behind his back, patiently waiting

lips as he muttered to himself, “Chloe, you’re still the same as you were when

his secretary called, disrupting his

he answered,

Joseph

tone. “Previously, people from the Sawle Group had contacted me about discussing a cooperation project for the Rose Manor. But as per your instructions, I

didn’t expect them to move so quickly, they brought the project inspection team here today. It seems they’re determined

at the busy Chloe, his voice deep and full of questions. “Besides the Sawle Group, who else is

too. Bringing that woman to an occasion like this shows how deeply they’re

this, was lost in her own world.

was this the man you once

the man for whom you were willing to change

whole

were truly

reluctantly, just to stay by his

indifferent, curled slightly. “Is everything

Director Xavier!” The secretary responded

to lead the Sawle Group’s people over here.” Jerome pushed up

to ache. She slowly stood up from amidst the flower bushes,

kind of person who, when she encountered something she liked, would become exceptionally focused, completely immersed,

that Jerome was still waiting for her in the same spot.

hurry and was surprised to see him still patiently standing there. In his hands, he held a woven flower basket

it made her think of the line from Rilke: “Only the rose can unfold like

as he approached with

not to dirty your clothes!” Chloe noticed how impeccably clean he was

attention and continued to walk through the thorny bushes, single-mindedly wanting to be by

Thorp, this is for you. Jerome’s deep eyes glowed with the soft hues of sunset as he offered the flower basket

Young Master, thank you for your kindness. But these flowers… I can’t accept them. Chloe

basket, it was filled with roses, symbolizing ambiguity. Accepting it would be inappropriate.

anticipated her refusal and switched his approach, smiling, ‘Flowers complement the beauty of a lady, but that’s just one aspect. More importantly, I’ve noticed that Miss Thorp has a keen interest in the roses I’ve been cultivating. So, I’d

take home, transplant into your own garden, and care for it

reason to refuse anymore. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and accepted the

brows and leaned towards her, his

as exquisite as jade gradually enlarged in Chloe’s startled crystal eyes. She held her breath, and her long

what’s wrong? Is there something

Jerome nodded