“What are you guys doing here?” I moved aside with a smile, leaving some space on the sofa for Rose to sit down.
She clearly had gotten past all of the Jackson drama and just sat down right next to me. “I heard that you guys came back, and I kept thinking about dropping by, but I was in Europe at the time, so I pushed it all the way to now. You’re not mad, are you?”
“Of course not! I’m glad to see you. Don’t worry about that,” I said breezily. Catching on to what she said earlier, I continued, “Has the Harrisons’ business already broken into Epea?”
“Not yet,” Rose said, a bright red blush suddenly creeping onto her cheeks. She glanced at Nick before saying, “We went for our honeymoon. Nick had been really busy the past year with work, so the moment he got some free time about six months ago, he took me on a global tour.”
Holden smiled meaningfully and interrupted, “Good for you, Mr. Harrison! I told you, men do best when they’re with women. Now you know why we tried so hard, right?”
Rose’s smile stiffened at Holden’s words.
I sighed. Holden was straightforward, but he definitely needed to learn about picking a time and place.
“Don’t listen to him. Mr. Taylor’s gone insane from counting dragon fruit seeds,” I quipped impatiently.
Holden probably imagined it unwillingly and ran off to the bathroom as he started to retch again.
“What happened to him?” Nick asked.
“Probably overdosed on dragon fruit,” Ashton said calmly.
“Ah,” Nick said, not trying to pick a fight. He then changed the subject and said, “We’ve brought you a present.”
He gestured toward the door, and his butlers walked in with a large package.
“Open them,” he commanded.
The butlers opened up the package and revealed the gift inside. It was an oil painting.
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