The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 155

Going to a government cafeteria for dinner meant Elara almost certainly wouldn't be drinking.

She didn't even bring her driver; she simply didn't want to see Zane.

When Zane hung up, he realized the driver excuse was a lie, but he figured Elara was just inexperienced and didn't realize Commissioner Halloway wouldn't touch a drop of alcohol with her.

Having failed to secure a date, Zane went to find Sebastian to pick up some toys.

Sebastian was utterly speechless. "Did you actually sleep with her last night?"

Zane admitted he hadn't.

Sebastian immediately suspected that everything was just happening in Zane's head, completely detached from reality.

He tried to intervene. "Look, you really need to ask her first before grabbing this stuff. If you offend her, it's going to backfire horribly."

Zane wasn't listening. Elara loved these kinds of gifts. They were consenting adults, and sex wasn't something to be ashamed of.

Seeing it was useless, Sebastian sighed. "At least don't take the hyper-realistic ones. Figure out what she actually likes first, then come back."

Sebastian was terrified Elara was going to slap Zane across the face with it.

Naturally, Zane ignored him and grabbed The Prototype anyway.

Sebastian was notoriously obsessed with excessive packaging.

Even the condoms were stamped with massive luxury logos, and the boxes were made of genuine leather.

There was an old saying about paying for the packaging rather than the product, and Sebastian always joked that he was purely in the packaging business.

The boxes were a hassle to carry, and Zane didn't need a flashy gift set, so he just grabbed a designer shopping bag, ripped open the packaging, tossed the items inside, and dropped it onto his passenger seat.

Barely a minute after driving away from the club, Jasper called, shouting that his sister had gotten into a fistfight.

Zane was shocked. Who on earth was brave enough to pick a fight with Jocelyn?

It was like trying to punch a legendary tycoon.

It didn't matter what title you held or how tough you thought you were; in front of a real powerhouse, you tucked your tail between your legs.

You might be great at marketing, running numbers, or playing the market, but those were just parlor tricks. True power lay in creating real value, which was why the titans were so terrifying.

Jocelyn might not have been a legendary tycoon, but her capabilities rivaled any man's. She was someone who could sit as an equal at the table with the most powerful men in the city, and her temper was legendary.

If your business was small, she could bankrupt you overnight.

If you were a heavyweight, she'd still make you bleed. Nobody got off easy.

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