Chapter 895

Jeremy pressed on as his expression darkened.

The receptionist stammered, “The man said, every rose for Mrs. Whitman represented his—”

“His feelings.” A man’s voice sounded from afar. “Aren’t your hiring qualifications a little too low, Jeremy? How could you have a stuttering receptionist?”

Jeremy was already pissed to know that a man had come to send Madeline roses.

Yet now when he heard the arrogant voice, the flames of fury within him quelled instead.

Madeline turned around to see Fabian walking toward them carefreely with his hands in his pockets.

His silver locks were grandiose and eye-catching.

“Are you trying to provoke me by sending this to my wife, Fabian?” Jeremy asked teasingly.

“Don’t be so quick to get jealous, President Whitman. Roses don’t always have to mean that way,”

Fabian replied meaningfully.

Madeline glanced at the bouquet and counted there to be a total of 30 flowers.

She smiled faintly. “30 roses. Young Master Fabian, is it in remembrance of our encounter?”

“My lady knows best.” Fabian smiled and nodded at Madeline before turning to glance arrogantly at Jeremy. “Keep up, President Whitman.”

Jeremy opted to ignore Fabian, not wanting to fight with a puppy.

Madeline helped defend Jeremy, saying, “However, roses do more often come with deeper meanings.

Perhaps you should opt to send roses to the girl you fancy, Young Master Fabian. I’m sorry that I cannot accept your flowers, for I will only accept roses from my husband.”

Jeremy’s mood immediately lightened and his adoration for Madeline grew.

Fabian pouted hurtfully as he spoke in a coquettish tone, “No one has ever rejected my flowers before.

You’re the first one, my lady.”

Madeline had no desire to chat with Fabian as he was after part of the darker societies in F Country.

She only maintained contact because he had saved Lillian in the past.

“Why are you here in Glendale, Fabian?” Madeline asked.

Fabian schooled his carefree expression to a meaningful smile. “I came to see how despair looks like on Felipe.”

Madeline and Jeremy shared a look. “You know what happened to him?”

“Of course I do. I also know that he was chased by his own men after trying to dismiss his forces, even suffering a few bullet wounds. He’s missing as far as I know.”

Jeremy immediately thought of the blood he saw that morning.

Felipe’s wounds were hardly light.

“Why would he suddenly think to dismiss his forces?” Madeline asked curiously.

“They say it’s because of a woman. I thought that it might be you, my lady, but it doesn’t seem like it now that I’m here.”

Seeing the confusion on Fabian’s expression, Madeline had a hypothesis.

Could it be for Cathy?

Had Felipe woken up because of Cathy’s death?

Yet what could he do now? Cathy was not coming back.

Nothing he did could ever change the fact that he had killed Cathy.

Madeline thought to herself and strode away, only to have a delivery boy appear behind her with a cart.

Watching the cart closing in onto Madeline’s belly, Jeremy frightfully reached out to pull her into his arms.

“Linnie, watch out!”

The delivery boy was on the phone. Realizing he had almost gotten into an accident, he frantically apologized.

Jeremy’s heart had not calmed, and his expression darkened.