NovelStartChapter 603 When Lysa brought the flowers back to the florist, the latter instantly recognized the bo Even the card that came with it was left untouched.
“Hi, um...” Lysa broke into an apologetic smile. “Please send these flowers back to Farwell Group. Make sure you hand it over to Mr.
Farwell personally.” The words caused the florist to widen her eyes in shock.
No wonder the customer from the morning looked so familiar. Not only was he handsome but also seemed rich. Even then, | had not expected him to be the CEO of Farwell Group.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhat was even more inconceivable was that the flowers he sent ended up being rejected.
Consequently, the florist couldn't help but suspect there was something wrong with her flowers. Hence, she inquired, “May | know if there's anything unsatisfactory with our flowers?” Lysa shook her head with a smile. “No, they're fine. We're just returning them for personal reasons.” Just as she finished, Lysa, with no intention to further explain, put the flowers down and left.
Looking at the rejected flowers, the confused florist began to grow curious about its intended recipient.
Not only is Mr. Farwell showering her with attention, but she also has the audacity to reject his advances, What makes this woman so special? After ruminating about the matter, the florist ordered her deliveryman to pass on Lysa‘s message.
On that particular afternoon, Cayden was about to head out for lunch when the receptionist called out to him, “Mr. Lawson, there's a man here to deliver roses, and he insists on sending them to Mr. Farwell personally.” Despite being in her role for a long time, the receptionist couldnt make a decision, as it was the first time she encountered such a scenario.
Slightly surprised by her words, Cayden quickly recalled Lucian asking for the contact of a florist the night before.
But why have the flowers been sent here? And why does he need to receive them personally? “Please put them aside first. I'll bring them up to Mr. Farwell in a while,” Cayden replied upon regaining his senses.
Even though the receptionist acknowledged Cayden’s instructions, the deliveryman protested, “But our customer insists that | deliver it to Mr. Farwell personally.” “Don’t worry. I'm his assistant,” Cayden explained. “I'll definitely hand them over to him.” The deliveryman hesitated briefly before leaving the flowers with the receptionist.
When Cayden came back from lunch in the afternoon, he knocked on Lucian’s door with the flowers in hand.
Having heard Lucian’s acknowledgment from inside, he entered the office and asked tactfully, “Mr. Farwell, these came in the afternoon with instructions that you receive them in person.” Lucian, engrossed in his work, only looked up when he heard Cayden’s words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt the sight of the bouquet of roses in the latter's arms, Lucian’s expression drastically changed.
That woman! Not only has she rejected my flowers, but she also sent them back to me! “Mr. Farwell?” Cayden froze when he felt the sudden tension in the air.
Upon gathering his wits, Lucian responded coldly, “Leave the flowers, and off you go.” Grunting in acknowledgment, Cayden put the flowers down before leaving the office.
Just as he was closing the door, his curiosity got him thinking.
| wonder who it was that sent the flowers, to the extent of triggering such rage from Mr. Farwell.
At that moment, Roxanne’s image flashed across Cayden’s mind.
Come to think of it, she’s the only one who is capable of eliciting such a reaction from him. Also, Mr. Farwell would send roses to no one else but her. | wonder what are both of them fighting about now. Whatever it is, subordinates like us will have to suffer for getting the short end of the stick.
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