The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 120

Elara's driver pulled up to an ultra-exclusive women's wellness spa.

As a VIP member, she had a dedicated wellness therapist.

The session began with a full-body deep tissue massage. The crushing tension and exhaustion trapped in her muscles were slowly worked out under the therapist's expert hands, bringing a wave of profound relief.

"Mrs. Sterling, you've been looking incredibly drained lately," the therapist murmured softly. "You really need to focus on mental relaxation."

Lying face down on the heated massage table, Elara offered a faint nod.

"We actually just received a new shipment of intimate relaxation devices," the therapist continued, keeping her tone strictly professional. "They're very discreet. I can pack a couple of them for you to take home."

Elara didn't answer immediately. She slowly sat up, and the therapist hurried over to adjust the collar of her silk robe.

"Alright."

The therapist expertly masked her shock, bowing her head. "Right away."

This wasn't the first time she had offered the products, but Elara had always firmly rejected them in the past. The therapist assumed Elara's husband must have been taking good care of her. Clearly, something had changed.

After changing, Elara returned to the Vance Estate. She worked in her study for another hour before the sheer physical exhaustion from the massage dragged her to bed.

It wasn't until the next morning, when she spotted the unmarked, high-end gift box resting on her passenger seat, that she remembered the spa's parting gift.

Once she parked in the underground garage, Elara peeled the wrapping back. Inside was a sleek vibrator disguised as a high-end lipstick, and a small, vibrating metal wand designed to look deceptively like a facial massager.

Elara casually tossed both items into her designer handbag, threw the box in the trash, and stepped onto the elevator.

Today was critical. She was officially launching the Silver Lining Initiative task force.

While she didn't have the finalized operational requirements yet, the groundwork had to begin immediately. They needed a complete audit of their housing inventory—what was available, the scale of the developments, and their proximity to vital infrastructure. A beautiful luxury complex in the middle of nowhere was useless for a retirement initiative; immediate access to top-tier medical care was a non-negotiable metric.

Her team had to ruthlessly filter their properties before they even approached the table.

The task force's first order of business was consolidating these portfolios. Once she had the hard data, she would take it straight to Zane.

But to do that properly, she needed to meet with him again to extract the finer details of the MIG contract.

Elara dialed Zane's number, only to be met with disappointment.

"You're out of town?" she asked, frowning. "Alright, let me know when you're back and I'll buy you dinner."

"Do you want to come to me?" Zane's low voice came through the speaker.

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