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.

there to be a total

Young Master Fabian, is it in remembrance of

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

ignore Fabian, not wanting

meanings. Perhaps you should opt to send roses to the

lightened and his adoration

hurtfully as he spoke in a coquettish tone, “No one has

chat with Fabian as he was after part of the darker

you here in Glendale,

to a meaningful smile. “I

a look. “You know

his own men after trying to dismiss his forces, even suffering a few bullet

immediately thought of the blood he

were

he suddenly think to dismiss

that it might be

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