Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 894

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Chapter 894 What the Hell Klod of Flowers Did You Buy?

Chapter 894 What the Hell Kind of Flowers Did You Buy?

Drake paused for a moment before pointing at a small bundle of flowers beside the black roses that closely resembled red spider bibes. “I thought the black roses by themselves would look too plain, so I bought these as well. The combination suits Malnik perfectly

Lucien fell silent.

He thought, Are you sure this is okay?

The black roses paired with red spider lilies look eerily similar to the funeral style decorations Corvin orce prepared for Jim’s memorial room.

He stared at the flowers Drake had chosen and quietly took a deep breath.

Emma thought, Alright. The arrangement is undeniably dark and gloomy.

Still, in an oddly fitting way, it matches Malrik’s succubus-like aura.

But

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Her gaze shifted toward the white chrysanthemums piled near the back.

“And what about these? Which one of you picked them? Why are there sunflowers, too?” she questioned.

She thought, What kind of strange combination is this supposed to be?

“I picked those.” Marcus leaned weakly against the stone pillar outside the doorway and lazily pointed toward the sunflowers. “I asked the florist about them. They said sunflowers symbolize warmth, positivity, and sunlight.”

“Since Drake chose so many dark-colored flowers, I thought we should add something brighter to balance everything out,” he declared.

Lucien looked at him. “Then what’s the story behind the chrysanthemums?”

He thought, Who gives chrysanthemums at a birthday celebration?

Marcus immediately brightened at the mention of them. “That’s the important part.”

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“Ms. Tibarn, these aren’t ordinary chrysanthemums. They’re snow chrysanthemums, the sacred flower of Frostveil Wolf Clan. They represent a blessing from the Beast God. They’re extremely rare in the Frostveil. I never imagined someone on Central Planet would actually manage to cultivate them,” he explained.

Marcus carefully brushed his fingertips across the petals, “I even bought an extra batch and had the florist ship them back to Frostveil for my dad.”

Lucien fell silent once again.

Emma thought, I honestly don’t understand it.

Still, I respect its significance.

If these flowers truly hold sacred meaning to the Frostveil Wolf Clan, rejecting them outright would definitely hurt Marcus’ feelings.

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Chapter 894 What the Hell Riod of Flowers Did You Buy?

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Regardless of whether they gre ordinary chrysanthemums or sacred flowers blessed by the Beast God, they still feel inappropriate for

a birthday celebration.

She walked over to Marcus with a gentle smile. “Marcus, if these flowers are sacred to the Frostveil Wolf Clan, shouldn’t they be treated with greater respect instead of being casually used as decorations?

She picked up one of the snow chrysanthemums and carefully placed it into his hands. “And since they’re considered a blessing from the Beast God, using them for Malrik’s birthday could easily be seen as disrespectful to your faith and to your clan’s traditions.”

Marcus looked deeply touched after hearing her words. “Ms. Tibarn, I honestly didn’t think that far ahead. You’re right. You always think things through more carefully than I do.”

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable her words seemed.

She thought, Even if these flowers are artificially cultivated instead of naturally grown in Frostveil, they are still sacred flowers to my people.

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Anyone else can buy them and use them however they please.

But as a member of the Frostveil Wolf Clan, I should not treat them so casually.

Marcus looked at her with a troubled expression. “But we already bought all these flowers. What should we do with them now?”

She smiled softly. “That’s simple. You can plant them in the castle garden. Or keep them in your room. Either option works.”

Marcus hesitated before asking, “Then what are we supposed to use for Malrik’s birthday decorations?”

“I only bought snow chrysanthemums and sunflowers. That probably isn’t enough, is it?” he questioned.

Emma shook her head reassuringly. “It’s alright. There’s still plenty of time. Once we sort these out, you and Drake can go buy more flowers.”

She immediately opened her lightcore as she spoke. “I’ll choose a few arrangements myself. You two just need to buy whatever!

send.”

She thought, / used to think Marcus and Drake had decent taste.

Now I realize I have seriously overestimated them.

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She quickly selected several floral arrangements and sent the images to both of them. “Alright. Go buy these instead.”

Drake and Marcus glanced at the pictures on their lightcore before immediately heading back out again.

She instructed the household robots to move the current flowers aside for the time being.

Once the others returned with the new arrangements, they could decorate everything together.

Far away, atop the cliffside within the western forest.

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Chapter 894 What the Hell Rid of Flowers Did You Buy?

Night had already settled over the land.

Malrik had spent the last four hours suspended along the cliff face.

The physical effort itself wasn’t exhausting for him.

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The real problem was that after searching every rock, every crevice, and every inch of the surrounding area, he had found. absolutely nothing except bird droppings.

“How can there be nothing here…?” he questioned.

“Silas’ coordinates were definitely pointing to this place.” He pulled out the map Silas had given him and checked the coordinates

once more.

“There was no mistake. This was the exact location,” he insisted.

Another two hours passed in fruitless searching.

Complete darkness eventually swallowed the entire cliffside.

Malrik sat near the edge of the precipice, surrounded by endless black stone. Every so often, an unfamiliar giant bird flew overhead and generously left behind yet another pile of droppings.

He took a slow, exhausted breath before finally giving in and calling Silas through lightcore.

The call connected after only two rings.

Silas’ gentle, refined voice drifted through the line, carrying a hint of concern. “How’s it going, Malrik? Did you find it? Are you already on your way back?”

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