The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72

The message said: Not in Q City, no itinerary information!

Wayne’s face turned even uglier.

“Keep looking, check all the surveillance you can find!”

He didn’t believe that Rosalynn, a living person, could just vanish into thin air.

“Yes, sir!”

A nervous and frightened voice came from the other end of the line.

President Silverman’s anger was unprecedented and terrifying.

“Book me a flight to L City after the press conference!”

“Got it!”

The call ended.

With an icy expression, Wayne called Heatherway back.

“Wayne, are you done?” Heatherway asked softly.

“Yeah, I’m coming over now,” Wayne answered.

At that moment, the elevator dinged and opened. Inside, a woman holding a large bouquet of flowers looked up at Wayne, bewildered.

Wayne frowned and made way for her. The woman stepped out, checked the room number, and was about to knock on Rosalynn’s door.

“Who are you looking for?” Wayne hung up the call and asked coldly.

Although Wayne was tall and handsome, his presence can be quite intimidating.

The woman shrugged her shoulders, “The owner of this apartment ordered flowers, and I’m here to deliver them…”

Wayne glanced at the flowers. They were the varieties that Rosalynn usually put in her home.

“She’s not here, give them to me,” Wayne reached out for the bouquet.

“Yes, they are lovely” He avoided her hand and walked straight inside, carrying the flowers.

He then handed the bouquet to a servant and asked them to arrange the flowers and place them in his room.

Heatherway’s fingers felt numb. Were these flowers from Secretary Tesdal?

There were many reporters lurking around the Silverman family mansion, and a photo of Wayne holding the flowers was snapped and quickly posted online.

Rosalynn read the gossip news in the evening.

Her phone was off, so Ava excitedly thrusted her phone in front of Rosalynn and invited her to read together.

The accompanying photo was very artistic.

The beautiful scenery of the Silverman family’s courtyard was blurred, Wayne stood tall and straight, holding the flowers, while Heatherway was elegant and charming with a lovely smile. The sweet atmosphere between them was as clear as day.

However…

Rosalynn took a bite of an apple that Jaime had cut for her.

The flower varieties in the bouquet, why did they look so familiar? Weren’t they the ones she usually buy? Was Wayne really that stupid? Even when it came to buying flowers for his darling, he had to copy her?