Can’t Win Me Back

Actually, the flowers were prepared by Rose early on.

She knew this would be a winning battle.

With Silas around, victory was assured.

After anonymously sending the flowers, Rose quietly walked toward the parking lot alone.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and so did her heart.

Silas was dressed sharply in a prosecutor's sleek black suit in the courtroom.

He passionately debated, forcing the villains to show their true sides.

When Rose recalled his heroic demeanor, her cheeks gradually flushed, and her heart pounded uncontrollably.

"Since you're here, shouldn't you at least say hello before leaving, Ms.

Emerson?" a familiar and clear voice came from behind.

Rose suddenly stopped in her tracks.

After taking a deep breath, she slowly turned around.

prosecutor's uniform,

then walked up

tell me what the flowers you sent me mean?" Calming herself, Rose

it was because you like

skipped a

"You're quite

"Am I?" Silas' breath hitched slightly as

wrong impression again?

This time flowers.

will it be next? I'm a bit curious." "Well, you can

time anyway."

around

her against the

made his suit appear

"Ms.

me? Is this fun?" He had been single his whole life and hadn't seen how people

novelbin Rose smiled.

"What's wrong, Mr.

can't handle it?" Silas' competitive spirit suddenly flared

He smirked.