Chapter 609

After watching the children enter the kindergarten, Lucian drove to the florist from before.

“Mr. Farwell…”

The florist couldn‘t help but greet him upon learning his identity from the previous day‘s events.

Lucian nodded with a frown, guessing that the florist knew who he was when the flowers were returned.

In response to his acknowledgment, the florist grew visibly nervous. “Is there anything else you need?

What do you think of the flowers yesterday?”

No sooner had the words rolled off her tongue than she remembered that the flowers were returned.

Quickly realizing her faux pas, the anxious florist zipped her lips and wondered if Lucian had come to hold them accountable.

At the mention of the flowers, Lucian threw the florist a grim look.

Lowering her head fearfully, she didn‘t dare utter another word.

“From today onward, send the freshest flowers you have to that address every day. As to what kind of flowers, you have the liberty to decide,” Lucian barked out his instructions.

Since he had already been recognized, there was no need for him to hide his influence.

Having heard his words, the florist felt a sense of relief that quickly turned into delight.

Even though the flowers were returned, Mr. Farwell didn‘t blame us for it. Instead, he has ordered more flowers from us! Does this mean that he‘s happy with the flowers from our shop?

Holding that thought, the elated florist quickly nodded. “All right! We will make sure to send her the best flowers every day!”

After nodding in acknowledgment, Lucian scanned the QR code to pay.

“Um, Mr. Farwell…” When a sudden thought dawned upon the florist, she raised her gaze to look at Lucian with a fearful expression. “What should we do if the flowers are returned again?”

She had barely finished when a sudden chill filled the air.

Lucian‘s expression subsequently darkened, as he had almost forgotten about the possibility of Roxanne turning the flowers down again.

If she continues to be stubborn...

“Just do as she says,” Lucian responded after giving it some thought.

Upon acknowledging the instructions, the florist lamented to herself.

I wonder who this lady is to have Mr. Farwell shower so much attention on her. It‘s one thing for him to send flowers daily but another to not mind having them rejected.

“In that case,” the florist tactfully said, “do you want to add a card inside? If you do, do you want to write them yourself, or do you want us to do it for you?”

If Lucian writes them personally, wouldn‘t I be able to see this divine–looking man every day?

Lucian‘s brows knitted slightly. “No, I don‘t.”

Roxanne didn‘t notice the card the last time. Besides, I have no idea what to write, and after what happened yesterday, I‘m sure she‘ll know the flowers are from me.

With her hopes dashed, the florist nodded in disappointment. “All right.”

Checking the time, Lucian didn‘t stay a second longer and quickly left.

Back at the company, Cayden was already waiting for Lucian outside the latter‘s office.

Upon seeing Lucian stepping out of the elevator, he welcomed his boss and reported the day‘s itinerary.

Both of them talked as they strode into Lucian‘s office.

The moment they stepped in, the flaming red roses left on the couch yesterday came into Cayden‘s view. From then on, Cayden‘s attention began to drift.

“What are you thinking about?” Lucian questioned with a frown after noticing the distracted look on Cayden‘s face.