Chapter 873: Cedric's workspace was typically stark and formal, yet today it was adorned with various blooms, lending an intriguing air to the office.
"Not bad," Joyce commented, redirecting her attention away from Cedric. "I'll give you three days to think it over. If I don't hear from you by then, I'll seek another partner." With that declaration, she rose to leave, but her eyes lingered on Cedric once more. Noticing Daniela engrossed in her coffee, Joyce hesitated. She then approached Cedric and asked, "Where did you get those flowers? They're beautifully arranged." While arranging the flowers, Cedric responded, "I can send you the shop's details.” Joyce looked back at Daniela, now absorbed in her phone, and bit her lip. "Cedric, perhaps you could get sforas well? I'll pay you handsomely." Cedric glanced up at Joyce, somewhat bewildered. "With all your resources, surely you can find someone else for this task. I don't require any compensation." A hint of annoyance crossed Joyce's face as she pointed to sflowers Cedric had set aside. "May I take them?" Cedric had no objections. Those flowers were destined for the trash anyway, and his attention was fully occupied with arranging the blossoms to make them even more perfect.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Sure," Cedric agreed, focusing on his task.
Slightly embarrassed, Joyce reached for the flowers, considering them as a gift from Cedric.
To Joyce, Cedric was like a distant star-brilliant, radiant, but forever out of reach.
Find the latest releases gvlnov☐☐sWhen her mother still held the power of the Harper family, Joyce had once believed there was hope for her to be with him. But when she plummeted to rock bottom, those extravagant dreams faded. Yet, a twinge of regret would occasionally creep into her heart. Now, with her newfound power, those long-buried desires stirred once more, rising like embers reigniting into flame.
The flowers before her were the first flicker of that hope.
"Apologies," Daniela said with a smile, picking up the flowers from the table. "We're not done with them just yet." Joyce had been on the brink of happiness, only for Daniela to steal it away with a single, unwavering gesture. Joyce barely managed to suppress the fury on her face. Who did Daniela think she was to challenge her? For over a decade, she had basked in favor while Daniela had been ignored. Now, Daniela dared to flaunt her power in front of her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJoyce's expression darkened with fury, but she forced herself to maintain composure. “Daniela, don't be so petty! It's just sflowers, and you can't even spare them for me?" Daniela lifted a flower to her nose, breathing in its delicate fragrance. “This is a gift from my husband. Every flower holds meaning for me. I can't give it away."
Joyce sucked in a sharp breath, her chest tightening as she locked eyes with Daniela. The bitter realization sank in she had no way to argue with Daniela. So, she turned to Cedric instead, her voice softening into something almost pleading. “Cedric, you promised earlier that you'd givethe flowers."
Her tone carried the sentitlement she'd always wielded as a child, when she used to take things from Daniela, knowing she had Caiden's favoritism on her side. But the woman before her was no longer the sgirl from their childhood. And Cedric was surely not Caiden.
"Please forgive me," Cedric said evenly, "but this is a gift I gave to my wife. I have no right to give it away. bar if you like, I can have my However, secretary get you the contact information of the..."