My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 152

Was it possible?

Ms. Nightshade was so wasted last night; she must be feeling terrible. The boss loved her dearly; he wouldn't really make a move even if he wanted it that much.

And with the boss' formidable capabilities, how could Ms. Nightshade possibly get out of bed after it, let alone be acting energetically like she was now!

As for the musky scent, it was not like a man had to really get inside, well, it wouldn't be wrong to say he released it without touching Ms. Nightshade, but strictly speaking, nothing really happened.

Thinking this, Cedric felt like he had found solid evidence and defended Orion righteously, "Ms. Nightshade, you drank so much strong liquor last night; it might have affected your sense of smell."

"Is that so?"

Xanthea scratched her head, half-doubting, trying to recall if she had ever lost her sense of smell after getting drunk.

Cedric nodded, glanced out the window guiltily, and accidentally spotted a dense cluster of blooming heather, an idea suddenly forming, "I've got it!"

Xanthea jumped, "Got what?"

"I know why you smelled that scent! Look! There's a cluster of heather right outside the window."

"Heather?" Xanthea looked out at the dense, oval-shaped cluster of tiny white flowers, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Ms. Nightshade, did you know? Heather is the city flower of Everglade, also known as 'scented flower'. Its fragrance and a man’s se..."

Could Orion have picked them out for her? She suddenly clutched her chest. How did he know her measurements, especially her bra size?

The exact size couldn't be a coincidence! It must be the Marlowe family's servants who prepared it, and he just took the credit, right? But how would the Marlowe family's servants know her size?

In the open-plan kitchen downstairs.

Leonard strolled into the kitchen, yawning lazily, only to stop short at the sight of a man’s tall figure focused on cooking and the beautifully arranged, fancy breakfast on the kitchen island.

"Wow! Orion, I didn't know you could cook. And it looks so good; how come you've never shown this skill before? Making a special effort in the kitchen today must be for Xanthea, huh? Man, the CEO of the Lockwood Group, controlling the fate of hundreds of thousands employees, and here you are, cooking for a girl. Who would believe it?"