The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Actually, Roza had prepared the flowers ahead of time.

She knew that this battle would be in the bag. With Axel involved, victory was assured.

After anonymously sending the flowers, Roza hurriedly and quietly walked toward the parking lot alone. Her long lashes fluttered gently, and her heart trembled softly.

She recalled Axel's performance in the courtroom. He looked so sharp in a sleek black prosecutor's robe and exuded a confident and passionate energy as he passionately debated and presented the arguments.

He looked so handsome as he effortlessly exposed the true nature of the villains. Just picturing it made her blush, and her heart raced wildly.

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

A familiar voice came from behind, clear and close to her ear.

Roza suddenly halted her steps. She took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

Axel stood tall, still dressed in his prosecutor's robe. His long legs were striding effortlessly as he walked up to her. "Also, shouldn't you explain the meaning behind the flowers you sent me?" Roza tried her best to compose herself, and she met his cheerful gaze with confidence.

"Sunflowers and lilies represent victory."

slightly toward her. He said with a smile,

raced as she squinted. "Prosecutor Thompson, you've got quite the

eyes searching hers. "Are you teasing me again? First a kiss, now flowers... I wonder

you can keep looking, as there won't

inexplicable surge of annoyance, turning

pinned her against the wall, the muscles of his arms tensing beneath the fabric

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me? Do you

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involved in such situations. His words came out

with reddened eyes. "What's wrong, Prosecutor Thompson? Can't handle a little

competitive side

sudden, a smirk forming on

not done playing yet. How can you be sure I can't

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that you didn't