Chapter 844
She fished out a bottle of perfume from her bag and handed it to Tommy with a grin. "Here you go, a little gift. Keep it with you. It's great for calming tempers and clearing the mind." Tommy was caught off guard, never expecting to receive a perfume from someone like 'Féraphine.'
He knew Féraphine was an extraordinary perfumer, her creations going for millions and practically priceless. And yet, here she was, giving him one? Maybe she felt a bit guilty about her attitude earlier? Tommy quickly took the bottle, feeling his previous annoyance with Crimson fade away.
Crimson gave him a knowing smile. This perfume was a special blend crafted by her family's gem, Flora, and tonight-well, tonight was going to be interesting.
...
After leaving the White family estate, Crimson and Jules planned to visit Flora at the hospital.
But with the Whites' people tailing them, they decided against it. They couldn't risk exposing their connection to Flora.
So, Crimson just shot Flora a quick message, letting her know the mission was accomplished.
At the hospital, Flora read Crimson's message, a sly smile curling on her lips. Now, it was time for the fireworks to begin.
Connor walked in and noticed her mischievous grin, raising an eyebrow. He knew she was up to something crafty.
...
That evening, Kruz came over with some news.
Abbey had woken up but was paralyzed from the neck down, destined to spend her life in bed. It might have been kinder if she'd never woken up at all. At least then, she'd be spared the pain. Her life now was truly a fate worse than death.
And then there was Tommy.
For some bizarre reason, he'd stripped down and dashed around town in the buff, and unbelievably, he even ate dog poop. Fresh, warm dog poop. The Whites couldn't hold him back.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.
"Haha! Flora, want to see the video? It's hilarious!" Kruz was cracking up. "Do you think old man White's lost his marbles from the shock?" That was the buzz around town.
With Tommy losing it and Abbey incapacitated, the White family had collapsed overnight.
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without leaving a trace.
the true art of a perfumer.
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Kruz, still laughing, was about to show Flora the video. But before he could, someone yanked his collar.
"Hey, man, what's up?"
Kruz was baffled.
Why the sudden hostility?
Connor hauled him up, his face serious. "Don't show that junk to your sister-in-law."
Tommy was naked, after all.
Flora was only meant to see him.
"Oh, right, right. Too gross, I won't show it to her then."
Kruz thought Connor was concerned
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Flora shouldn't have.
see
such nonsense.
Laughing it off, he tucked his phone away.
"What's not to be shown?"
Raul and Henrik walked in, catching the end of the chat and asked curiously.
Just as Kruz was about to explain, Flora's voice floated over, "It's a secret." Raul, Henrik: "..."
A secret?
Why did it feel like there was more Flora's words than met the eye?
Were they just being overly suspicious?