"So that's what it was all about!" Summer Lowell let out a long sigh, smiling with sudden realization. "You should have said so earlier, Senior, and saved me from the misunderstanding!"
After all this time, those flowers weren't sent by Justin Huxley.
Relieved, yet another doubt sprouted in Summer's mind.
If they weren't sent by Justin Huxley, then who could have sent them?
Could it really be Maxim Sinclair?
They say one doesn't make a trip to the temple for no reason. What was Maxim Sinclair really planning by sending so many roses?
Moreover, even Justin Huxley, who doesn't work in this office building, had heard about the roses. Have the higher-ups at Stellart heard as well?
If they knew it was Maxim Sinclair who sent them, what then?
Trouble really seems to come one after another...
"Summer?"
Summer Lowell snapped back to reality, looking up at Justin Huxley: "Sorry, Senior, what did you just say?"
