Chapter 307
Granger had another social event that evening. After wrapping up business discussions, he prepared to leave.
Charlene noticed Granger looking at her and glanced up, “What’s up?”
Tomorrow was Valentine’s Day.
But he didn’t mention it. Instead, he just shook his head and said, “Nothing.”
Charlene was so absorbed in her work that she had completely forgotten about Valentine’s Day.
It wasn’t until the next day when she arrived at the office that she was reminded of it. Her colleagues greeted her with “Happy Valentine’s Day,” and that’s when it hit her.
Just as Charlene was about to head back to her office, she heard a voice from the entrance: “Is there a Ms. Charlene here? Someone has sent you flowers, could you come sign for them?” Charlene turned her head to see a delivery guy holding a massive bouquet of red roses at the door.
His words, coupled with the lavish bouquet, captured everyone’s attention.
There were rumors outside that Charlene and Stewart were involved, but most people at the company knew she was married.
However, Charlene rarely spoke about her personal life, so her colleagues weren’t clear on her marital status.
Seeing the flowers on Valentine’s Day, a coworker enviously commented, “That’s a huge bouquet! Your husband must have sent them, right? He’s so thoughtful.”
“Seriously, I’m so jealous.”
Charlene thought to herself that there was no way Thorne would send her flowers, but she didn’t say anything.
The card indeed had her contact information, so the flowers weren’t delivered by mistake.
The delivery guy, upon confirming she was Charlene, handed over the bouquet. “Could you sign here, please?”
To avoid causing any trouble for the delivery person, Charlene signed for the flowers.
Back in her office, she opened the elegant card and found no name, just a simple “Happy Valentine’s Day” from Daisy.
Stewart came in and noticed the roses on the coffee table, raising an eyebrow, “Who are they from?”
Charlene shook her head, “No idea, but the handwriting seems familiar.”
Stewart chuckled, “Looks like you have a secret admirer. Any guesses?”
Charlene shook her head, “None.”
Stewart stroked his chin thoughtfully. He and Charlene were often seen together, yet he’d never noticed anyone showing interest in her.
With a smirk, he joked, “It couldn’t be Thorne, could it?”
Charlene replied coolly, “It’s not him.”
She and Thorne had been married for years, and he’d never celebrated Valentine’s Day with her, so why would he send roses now, when they were on the brink of divorce? Besides, she could recognize Thorne’s handwriting.
“Alright then,” Stewart said, “Regardless, if the card’s written by the sender, they must have a soft spot for you. Plus, those roses are the fanciest kind.”
Maybe, but Charlene wasn’t particularly intrigued by the whole affair.
Her mind was elsewhere entirely. She wasn’t really interested, no matter who had sent them. Since the sender didn’t leave any contact details or a name, she wasn’t inclined to dwell on it. “Let’s focus on work.” She had important business to attend to at Neural Nexus Tech.
It was a plan set days ago.
After organizing her documents, and seeing that it was about time, she left for Neural Nexus Tech with a few colleagues.