Chapter 462
Aman snorted..
It seemed that he didn't care.
As they talked, a waiter in front of them walked over to Chloe with a bouquet of flowers...
Chloe had agreed to be an exclusive guest for the next session of "Beauty", because Miss Smith had indeed invited her several times.
Miss Smith was very happy. "Miss Chloe agreed? This is my honor. Then next time I'll come to you for an interview..."
"Yes, sir."
Chloe returned a glass of wine to her.
A waiter came over and said, "Miss Chloe, your flowers."
Chloe looked back.
A bunch of black roses.
Her eyes fixed on it...
Miss Smith was surprised. "Is there anyone else who sent black roses to you, Young Madam Emperor's friend?"
Chloe didn't say anything. When she came back to her senses, she immediately took the flowers and looked at them. There was a card with words on the bouquet.
"I'm a demon, and I'll take all of it for you."
Chloe's face changed.
He looked around the venue immediately.
"I am a devil, and for you?" Miss Smith read for a moment, "Is this the flower language of the black rose? Miss Chloe, did President send it? President is really funny."
Chloe didn't think so. She asked the waiter, "Where is the person who delivered the flowers?"
The waiter said, "A person outside the venue sent it, saying that it's to congratulate Ms. Chloe."
"Got it."
Chloe's lips curled into a smile.
The waiter bowed and left.
Chloe recalled that when Aman went out in the morning, he was still in nine dragons' enslavement. Furthermore, he had never gifted her black flowers.
In her past life and memories, there was only one person who liked this kind of flower.
Miss Smith saw that there was something wrong with her face, and said with a joking smile, "Miss Chloe, it can't be a gift from a man, right? If President knows that person, he will suffer if he is so dominant."
Chloe's pupils gradually contracted. He returned to City?
"But, flowers are rare." Miss Smith looked at the bunch of expensive black roses, "After all, there are no black roses on the market. Some of them are dyed by people or are specially cultivated by man-made people."
Chloe squeezed out a smile. "I think... it should be a prank by one of my friends."
"That's good."
"I don't mean to do that. Please make yourself at home, Miss Smith. I'll go out," Chloe said.
"Okay, Miss Chloe, please."
Chloe put the champagne glass aside, went over and said something to Manager Henry, then left the auction hall.
Aman and Ragib looked at what had just happened.
Under the sunglasses, Aman's eyes were cold.
Ragib hesitated for a moment. "Aman, that flower... was it you who arranged for someone to gift it to me?"
Aman stood up. "I'm sorry, I'll treat you to a drink some other day. Right now, I have an urgent matter to attend to!"
Ragib saw that the expression on his face did not look right. "You really didn't give it to me?"
Through the lens, his eyes swept across the entire press conference hall.
"Yes, who has the guts to do that?"
He didn't even dare to send flowers to Chloe.
Aman brought his bodyguards with him and walked straight out of the hall.
Ragib was about to stand up when a few beautiful figures suddenly walked over. A few beautiful ladies looked suspiciously at the big-bearded man in a swallow-tailed coat. "Young Ragib?"
Ragib was startled, with a few familiar young ladies reflected on his lens.
Beads of sweat were beading on his forehead.
No way. How could he recognize it when he was dressed like this?
When several notable young ladies saw that he did not deny it, they quickly went over and said,
"Young Ragib, it's really you!"
"You're so annoying. Why are you dressed like this..."
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you forgotten us?"
Four or five socialites immediately sat on both sides of him.
Ragib let out two awkward laughs.
"Ahahaha, so you can all recognize each other?"
"Of course, I felt a little familiar just now." A notable young lady said.
It was obvious that this notable young lady was familiar with Ragib.
She was considered a confidante.
Ragib looked at the beautiful woman beside him and looked at the press conference that he had yet to enjoy. Finally, he took off the beard on his face and took off his sunglasses. "Haha, at least you have good taste. Come, let's have a drink."
"Okay." The other notable young ladies also raised their glasses. "But we can't leave without you this time."
Ragib asked, "When did I leave you guys behind?"
A few notable young ladies said in unison, "That's true every time."
"Alright." Ragib picked up the champagne cup. "I'll punish myself with one cup."
A celebrity looked in the direction that Aman had just left. "Hey, who was that person just now? Why does he look like President?"
"Impossible!" Ragib pinched the face of a notable young lady back and said very loyally, "In your opinion, in this way, President is busy with his business and can't come to Miss Chloe's press conference. I'm here on his behalf."
"So that's how it is!"
"I'm wondering how President could have dressed up like that!"
"Come, beauties, let's drink." Ragib waved at the waiter. "Bed Bank, send me another champagne tower!"
Soon, the whole press conference was in a tumult. Other distinguished guests also came over and took the opportunity to know Ragib.
As soon as Chloe came out of the hotel, two bodyguards stood in front of her.
"Young Madam, where are you going?"
Chloe stopped and said, "He go there. One of my friends might come. I'll see if he's there."
"President just called and said that you can't go anywhere, Young Madam," a bodyguard said.
"What?" Chloe widened her eyes. "He doesn't care about my whereabouts outside? I'll go and see if one of my friends is here. Do you think I'm going to steal someone?"
She was really nervous and wanted to come out to confirm it...
The bodyguard didn't answer, but he still stood in front of her.
Chloe was anxious. "You..."
"Throw the flowers away."
A familiar voice came from behind.
Chloe's back froze.
He suspected that he had heard it wrong.
She turned around and saw a man in a silver-gray vintage suit walking out from the magnificent main entrance of the Diamond Hotel. He was wearing a European-styled noble's hat and sunglasses that blocked one third of his face...
As he walked out, he took off the beard on his face and said, "No matter who gives you throw them away."
"Aman?" Chloe's eyes widened when she saw his face clearly. "You, why are you here? And you..." Why did you look like this?
"Can't I come?"
Aman coldly walked in front of her.
"No..." How could Chloe not describe her surprise at the moment? "Why didn't you tell me when you came out? And why did you come out of the hotel?"
"Where am I going to report to you?" The corner of Aman's eyes looked at him.
"..." Chloe almost choked to death, and she replied reflexively, "Where am I going now? Why do you interfere?"
Aman's brown eyes became cold.
He grabbed her hand and took the flowers from her hand.
When he looked at the card on it, his face couldn't be more ugly.
"Find a trash can and throw it away!" He threw the flowers to a bodyguard.
And he specifically stated that he would find a trash can, as if he would throw the heart of the flower-delivery guy into the filthy trash can!
Bodyguard received the flowers immediately said, "Yes."
Chloe stared at the bodyguards, who really took the flowers, and left. "Hey, you-"
Aman grabbed her hand and asked, "What do you want that flower for?"
"Other men give you flowers, but you treasure them so much, don't you?"
"Aman!" Chloe cried out angrily. "Can you hear me out? Do you want to throw away the flowers sent by someone else? There are still many flower baskets in the lounge that is open to the public. They are all sent by someone else. Go ahead and throw them away!"
Aman snorted coldly. "Those are gifts from lilly's company. They're not for you, Chloe. Which man in the whole City dares to send you flowers? I think he's not afraid of death!"
"Maybe he sent the flowers to congratulate me in the press conference." Chloe said, "You threw the flowers into the trash can as soon as you came here... Isn't that too much?"
For Chloe, at least she needed to figure out the situation.
Besides, she also wanted to know if the flower was given by that man, so she came out to see if the man had left...
"Too far?" Aman held her wrist tightly and approached her step by step. "Which person is willing to offer your blessings in the press conference will write that kind of words?"
"That's the language of the flower..."
"You still know that it's the flower language?" Aman's lips curved in a beautiful and frightening arc. "Hmph, did you say that you received that type of flower before?"
It was also a black rose.
What the fck!
He, Aman, couldn't afford such an expensive flower...
Chloe was frightened by his momentum and fell back two steps.
Aman approached him again. "Who is it? Samuel? Or that Eathen? They used to give you that kind of flower?"
Chloe swallowed a little.
"Isn't it said that only a woman is sensitive..."
Chloe calmed down and explained, "First of all, I know that the flower language is not because I have received that kind of flower, because will make plants and nurture some flowers myself. I am familiar with all the flowers, including their flower language."
Yes, she had never received flowers like black roses before.
That was because she was the one who had sent him off...
[Sister likes to raise flowers?] Eathen once asked her.
[Well, it's beautiful. Flowers can make people happy.] She said.
At that time, Eathen stared at her studio for a long time, and finally said, "It can make people happy...? Then how about you give me a basin?"
[Yes, what kind or color do you like?] At that time, Chloe was surprised that Eathen, who had always been introverted, liked flowers.
"Then, is it black?"
However, the flowers of nature actually did not have real black color. Flowers needed to absorb sunshine, and they did not choose black Susu.
Chloe tried to cultivate some flowers into black in order to fulfill Eathen's wish, but only one pot of rose succeeded... Two years ago, Eathen's and Bishop Family's caused the pot of black rose Eathen had given her to her to disappear from the Bishop Family.
-She once thought that it was Mrs. Bishop who threw it away.
Chloe didn't know and wasn't sure if Eathen had returned to City.
After all, since she was able to cultivate black roses, there must be some professional research people who could do it.
Chloe met Aman's angry gaze. "As for... if it was gifted to me by Samuel or Eathen, I'm not sure. I want to come out and have a look."
Aman looked into Chloe's eyes for a while. Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, he loosened his grip on her hand a little. "Since that's the case, I don't care who sent him. Why bother so much with him?"
He took Chloe to the car.
"Hey, where are we going?" Chloe shouted, "The press conference is not over
"Don't you like flowers!"
Aman grabbed her hand and got on the car directly.
Aman went to the other side of the Lamborghini's car door shop, closed the door, and drove straight out of the Diamond Hotel.
The bodyguards behind them got on the cars and caught up with them.
In the car, Chloe saw that not only did Aman dressed in such a strange manner, but she also drove out on her own. She could not believe it-