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Chapter 973 This Is the Flower Shop You're Looking For

Since parting ways with Bert at the bar, Evelyn had not contacted him for a while. She thought he might have been

busy with something, and considering their previous conversation, she didn't dwell on it too much, giving him time

and space to cool off.

Evelyn's flower shop franchise was almost ready. Shortly after its opening, she received numerous phone calls from

people interested in visiting and evaluating the business. Unable to handle it all by herself, she handed the

management directly to a professional manager. Huston asked if she felt regretful about it, but Evelyn had no

regrets at all. When she first started the flower shop, she never expected it to grow this big. She intended to

allocate more time for her child and Huston to take better care of their family.

If she was still so busy now, she would lose her original intention. Moreover, the professional Brandon would do a

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good job, so she was not worried.

She spent more time and energy on the flower shop. Although she was nervous every day, it was just a number for

her.

The wedding had been going on all the time. It was time to pick up the wedding dress in the blink of an eye. Huston

had arranged the time in advance, but there was an important meeting all of a sudden. He couldn't get rid of it, so

he asked the driver to take Evelyn there.

Evelyn decided to hand over the task to Marcellus. Thinking about the designer Miss, she had been unable to find a

suitable excuse for the two to meet. Now, an opportunity presented itself.

As the end of the workday approached, the flower shop received a surge of orders, mostly online ones that

required the bouquets to be prepared for in-store pickup. With limited manpower, Evelyn didn't hesitate to lend a

hand. Seeing everyone busy, she helped tidy up the unused branches and dispose of the garbage in the workspace.

There was a separate recycling area behind the storefront. Evelyn opened the back door and stepped outside,

bending down to lift the garbage bag and throw it in. As she straightened up, she caught sight of a dark figure.

She was shocked and instinctively took a few steps back. With just one glance, she remembered the man's entire

appearance.

With deep chestnut hair with a slight natural curl, thick and tousled bangs, and deep brown eyes that were

profound, a well-defined nose bridge stood tall like a peak and angular yet perfectly balanced features. Especially

captivating were those slightly plump yet incredibly alluring lips.

He was a foreigner, but his appearance was unique. He was a mixed-race man.

There were many foreigners in Jewel City, but not many of them looked like this.

Evelyn's gaze lingered on him for a few seconds. Just as she was leaving, she heard the man beside her talking to

her. "I'm sorry, Madam. I got lost. Can you show me the way?"

"Lost?"

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"Yes, I came to find this shop, but I'm not familiar with the area," the man said as he pulled out his phone from his

pocket. On the screen was a navigation app, and the destination prominently displayed the name of her flower

shop.

Evelyn pointed at the wall helplessly. "This is the flower shop you're looking for."

"Here?" The man seemed surprised and looked around. "But I didn't see the gate."

"You went in the wrong direction. I'll take you in through the back door." Evelyn pointed towards the small door she

had just come out from.

The man nodded happily. "Thank you so much."

The two of them walked forward one after the other. Without any doubt, Evelyn led the way straight ahead. Behind

her, the man observed the petite figure, and the friendliness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a cunning

look. His gaze scrutinized her as if he wanted to see through her.

Was this that lawyer's wife?

He had expected someone tough, but she appeared more like a college student, lacking any hint of aggression.