Only you in my love novel Chapter 761

"I don't know who's the owner," Michelle answered.

"Dream Manor? Really?" A female colleague couldn't believe it. When she reached out and turned the box around, she saw the logo on the box. "It's true."

Michelle tilted her head in confusion. "Why? What's with Dream Manor? Also, what's wrong with these strawberries? They seem to be ordinary to me."

"You're right; these strawberries might be ordinary, but Dream Manor isn't. It's in the suburbs." Gray spoke as though he had a deep knowledge of what he was talking about. "Usually, strawberries are either planted in greenhouses or the field. However, these are planted in a manor.

Mimi, try to imagine what a manor looks like. While this manor isn't very big, it's as dreamy as its name suggests. It has an overall girlish and elegant feel to it, designed by a famous architect. You can only imagine how grand it looks.

What makes it stand out is the strawberries growing inside. The sight is so magnificent that it can be a great tourist attraction.

But no one's allowed inside. When I tried coming in, I was barred from entering. Even when Caroline tried visiting the place, the owner didn't allow her to enter. I've heard people say that the owner is particularly influential within the commercial circle.

My point is that their strawberries are never for sale. What a waste!"

Caroline interjected, "I've talked to Tasha, the owner, about this before. She told me that the strawberries aren't for sell. They're gifts."

"Yes. Even May, the best actress, can't get her hands on them." Gray looked at Michelle and the strawberries in front of her. The more he looked, the stronger his curiosity grew. "Do you really not know Tasha? How did you manage to get the strawberries?"

Michelle shook her head. She had no idea who Tasha was.

'Leon was the one who sent me these strawberries, so he must know Tasha, ' she thought.

Then, she remembered that Leon had promised to plant strawberries for her, which meant that Tasha was either his friend or his subordinate.

"If Mimi doesn't know Tasha, then the one who sent the strawberries to her is someone who knows her," a female colleague said. "Mimi, who sent you those strawberries?"

Everyone fixed their eyes on Michelle.

"Sorry. I can't tell you." A small smile formed on Michelle's lips. "C'mon, let's eat. The dishes are getting cold."

When the people around her noticed that she didn't want to talk about it, they stopped asking further questions.

Caroline kept her eye on Michelle, deep in thought.

After everyone was done eating lunch, they went back to their desks. Gray stopped Michelle and said to her, "If you have any connections with Tasha, please help me. Caroline likes the design of Dream Manor as well as the strawberries there.

She's a big fan of the manor's designer since she also likes designing. Just look at our studio. Before Caroline came around, it was nothing but a deserted warehouse. Only she had the vision of what it could be and was able to redesign and rebuild it from scratch. Can you help me? I'll do whatever you want me to do in the future."

Although he and Caroline were the same age, Caroline appeared more mature.

Compared to her, Gray was easy-going. He would often laugh and joke around like a young boy far from maturity.

Michelle smiled at him. "Okay. I can't promise anything, but I'll give it a try."

Gray burst into a joy. "Thank you so much! I'll never forget your kindness."

When she went back to her desk, she saw several missed calls and messages on her phone. They were from Leon.

At 11:45 a.m., he texted, "I've ordered lunch for you. Enjoy your meal. Let me know once you've received it."

He sent another text at 11:50.

"Michelle, have you received it?"

Then, another one at 12:00.

"You haven't replied to me yet. You must be very busy. Anyway, the delivery man told me that you already got it."

The next one was time-stamped at 12:10.

"Michelle, I think you should take a picture of it and send it to me. That's what others do. They send a picture to their boyfriend and say 'Thank you, my dear.'"

As Michelle read the messages, she couldn't help but chuckle, which almost woke up her sleeping colleagues. Not wanting to disturb them, she walked out with her phone.

Since then, she started taking photos of her lunch and send them to Leon every day.

When she got outside, she continued scrolling to read the last few messages.

At 12:20, Leon sent multiple messages.

"I called you, but you didn't pick up.

Is your phone not with you?"

"Michelle?"

"Michelle?"