The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 168

Julian stared at her, utterly paralyzed with disbelief.

"Don't look at me like that. I guarantee you Vanessa is faking it too. Time to face reality, Julian."

That final comment was the sledgehammer that shattered Julian's last shred of dignity.

He completely broke.

He shoved the door open and stormed off without a backward glance.

Only after his car tore out of the garage did Elara's icy composure crack, giving way to white-hot rage.

Zane Whitaker!

How dare he send her something like this?!

What kind of sick freak gifts a woman a massive sex toy?!

Was this just a game to him? Something he picked up at The Sapphire Lounge?

She had almost handed the damn box to her mother, thinking it was luxury skincare or bird's nest extract!

Furious, Elara violently chucked the box into the backseat. But it was too heavy, clipped the edge of the seat, and spilled all over the floor mats again.

Elara screamed in frustration, cursing Zane's shamelessness.

He walked around looking like a pristine, untouchable CEO, but his head was clearly full of absolute filth.

Seething, she tore out of the parking garage. Initially, she intended to find a dumpster and throw the whole box in, but her rage demanded an audience. She slammed on the gas and drove straight to The Sovereign.

Zane's Bentley S680 wasn't in its designated spot. Elara sat in her car, practically vibrating with anger, mentally drafting all the ways she was going to rip him apart.

It took two agonizing hours for Zane to finally return.

He had been out drinking with Commissioner Halloway. Since the Commissioner was new to the district, getting him to the table had been a massive headache. He had only showed up out of pure obligation.

To ensure the Commissioner didn't just brush him off, Zane had pulled strings to invite higher-level officials—men Halloway wouldn't dare disrespect.

As the dinner wrapped up, a mutual contact had pulled Zane aside and whispered, "Mr. Whitaker, saving a stalled project like that isn't going to turn a profit. Is it really worth burning these favors?"

Zane had simply smiled. "The meaning far outweighs the financial value."

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As Jasper pulled into the garage, he immediately recognized Elara's car.

Waiting in the dead of night? Had they... actually sealed the deal?

"Boss, did you finally land Mrs. Sterling?"

Zane ignored the question entirely. "Get out."

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