Chapter 895

Jeremy pressed on as his expression darkened.

The receptionist stammered, “The man said, every rose for Mrs. Whitman represented his—”

“His feelings.” A man’s voice sounded from afar. “Aren’t your hiring qualifications a little too low, Jeremy? How could you have a stuttering receptionist?”

Jeremy was already pissed to know that a man had come to send Madeline roses.

Yet now when he heard the arrogant voice, the flames of fury within him quelled instead.

Madeline turned around to see Fabian walking toward them carefreely with his hands in his pockets. His silver locks were grandiose and eye-catching.

“Are you trying to provoke me by sending this to my wife, Fabian?” Jeremy asked teasingly.

“Don’t be so quick to get jealous, President Whitman. Roses don’t always have to mean that way,” Fabian replied meaningfully.

glanced at the bouquet and counted there to be a total of 30

smiled faintly. “30 roses. Young Master Fabian, is it in remembrance of our

Madeline before turning to glance arrogantly at Jeremy. “Keep up,

ignore Fabian, not wanting to

deeper meanings. Perhaps you should opt to send roses to the girl you fancy, Young Master Fabian. I’m

and his adoration for Madeline

in a coquettish tone, “No one has ever rejected my flowers before.

of the darker societies in F Country. She only maintained contact because he had saved

here in Glendale,

carefree expression to a meaningful smile. “I came to see how despair looks

look. “You know

I do. I also know that he was chased by his own men after trying to dismiss his forces, even

the

were hardly

think to

say it’s because of a woman. I thought that it might be you, my lady, but

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