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 for her.

smile playing on his lips as he muttered to himself, “Chloe, you’re still the same as you were when you were a child, and it’s wonderful.”

his secretary called,

as he answered,

Joseph

me about discussing a cooperation project for the Rose Manor. But as per your instructions, I didn’t

move so quickly, they brought the project inspection team here today. It seems they’re determined to

busy Chloe, his voice deep and full of questions. “Besides

occasion like this shows how deeply they’re

still unaware of all this, was lost

was this the man you once

you were willing to change your name

three whole years?

were truly

to stay by

usually indifferent, curled slightly. “Is everything I asked you

Director Xavier!”

here.” Jerome pushed up his golden-rimmed glasses and a

crouching for too long, and her waist was starting to ache. She slowly stood up from amidst the flower bushes, panting, and wiped the sweat from her brow with her

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

this moment, Chloe suddenly remembered that Jerome was still waiting for her in the same spot.

see him still patiently standing there. In his hands, he held a woven flower basket filled with exquisite

made her think of the line from Rilke: “Only the

Jerome called to her as he approached with the flower

dirty your clothes!” Chloe noticed how impeccably clean he was dressed and

single-mindedly wanting to be by her side. Chloe bit her petal-like vermilion lips,

soft hues of sunset

kindness. But these flowers… I can’t accept them. Chloe smiled

was filled with roses, symbolizing ambiguity. Accepting

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

you can also take home, transplant into your own garden,

moment, then reached out and accepted the flower basket. “Well, thank you, Fourth Young Master,

furrowed his brows and leaned towards her, his hands behind

as exquisite as jade gradually enlarged in Chloe’s startled crystal eyes.

wrong? Is there something

Jerome nodded

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