If Jameson did not bring Alyss a to his private rose garden, she would have never thought such a ce


    existed to the south of Sna City.


    The garden belonged to him, not the Schmidt Group. Hundreds of acres of Damask Rose bloomed on


    the grounds. The blooming pink roses attracted Alyssa’s attention under the brilliant sunset.


    A few couples were strolling and taking photos in the garden. At the same time, some influencers were


    live-streaming their visits to the rose garden.


    The picturesque view provided a respite to Alyssa from her work stress.


    Jameson and Alyssa, the good-looking pair, became the center of attraction at the rose garden.


    Anyone would agree that they were a match made in heaven.


    Alyssa bent over and gently wrapped her fingers around a stalk of rose, as though she was caressing


    the face of a lover. Her button nose wiggled as she took in the scent with a mesmerized look.


    The look in Jameson’s eyes deepened. His lips curled into a smile. You’re just like your name. A lovely,


    noble flower.”


    She widened her eyes at his praise before graciously replying, “I know I’m pretty. Still, thanks for the


    compliment.”


    “If I call you Lyse, would you call meJimmy, just like when we were young?”He took a step close r to


    her, burning in anticipation.


    She felt awkward and dodged his gaze. He seemed to feel the same toward her, but she had long put


    their past behind her. He was just a stranger to her when they reunited yearster.


    After some thinking, she replied mildly,”I’ll do that when we are better acquainted.


    ”


    “I believe we will, just like how close wewere as kids. I’m waiting for you,” he remarked firmly, eyes full


    of eagerness.


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    Feeling weirded out, she changed the topic of conversation with a serious face.”


    Jameson, what’s the annual total output of your rose garden? And what are the costs? Have you


    signed any agreements with a partnerpany?”


    “Are you discussing a coboration withme?” He pushed his sses and chuckled.


    “Yes. I have been thinking about it.”Themo ment she stepped foot in the rose garden, all she saw were


    golden business opportunities.


    Upon her return to the KS Group, Alyssa had been aiming for a share of the female consumer market


    by developing makeup and skincare products.


    Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g


    However, she did not have time for her business idea as she had to work on


    expanding KS World’s business per Winston’s wish.


    She was invigorated and inspired by the sight of Jameson’s rose garden once more.


    “The Damask Rose, also knownscientifically as Rosa Damascena, symbolizes the iconic legend of


    Aphrodite and Adonis in Greek mythology. It is the symbol of love and beauty, the epitome of romance.”


    Her eyes shimmered excitedly as she rattled off her extensive knowledge of roses.”The Damask rose


    essential oil is very valuable. It is effective for physical and spiritual uses. Importing Damask roses is


    costly, but we rarelye across domestic ntations that pro duce the rose.


    “As you have the resources, I would like toform a strategic partnership with you. You will supply the


    roses, and I will add value to the end product.


    “If you work with me, this rose gardenwill not only be a scenic spot but a legacy brand popr among


    thedies across the country. Of course, the profits will be immeasurable as well.”


    He gazed deeply at her. His handsome features were softened by a smile. Truth be told, he did not


    listen to a word about the business partnership. Many businesses had reached out to him for his rose


    garden, but he refused to consider any partnerships.


    He built a garden of roses with the sole aim of attracting Alyssa, like Gatsby’s parties.


    She mistook his emotional pause as his hesitation. She coolly added, “I know it was a sudden


    suggestion. Since this will be a big project, you should take your time to think about it. I’m not in a


    rush.”


    …


    Standing in the sunset by the entrance of


    the rose garden, Sean stared at the flowers all around him with mixed feelings.


    He knew that the Schmidts and the Taylors were close friends. To Winston Taylor, Victor Schmidt,


    Jameson’s dad, was his brother from another mother. Jameson clearly harbored the intention to pursue


    Alyssa.


    Alyssa had always kept males at arm’s length. A good example would be her brutal revenge against


    Jasper.


    To Sean’s dismay, she did not seem opposed to a date with Jameson. Not only that, she was willing to


    extend the date.


    This could have stemmed from the fact that Jameson had saved her the other day. Still, Sean was


    bothered by Alyssa’s rare eptance of Jameson.