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.

bouquet and counted there to be

Young Master Fabian,

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

opted to ignore Fabian, not wanting to

helped defend Jeremy, saying, “However, roses do more often come with deeper meanings. Perhaps you should opt to send roses to the girl you fancy, Young Master Fabian. I’m sorry that I cannot accept your flowers, for I will only accept

lightened and his adoration for

spoke in a coquettish tone, “No one

as he was after part of the darker societies

you here in Glendale, Fabian?”

“I came to see

Jeremy shared a look. “You know what happened

I do. I also know that he was chased by his own men after trying to dismiss his forces, even suffering a few bullet wounds. He’s missing as far as

of the

wounds were

would he suddenly think to dismiss his

say it’s because of a woman. I thought that it might be you, my lady, but it doesn’t seem like

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