Chapter 19
I didn’t realize how deep his background ran until the county signed off on a new factory park
project.
A facility for six thousand workers.
The opening ceremony alone required ten thousand flower pots.
He took the entire order–without even telling me.
“Elaine, praise me!” he grinned like a kid.
I forced a smile.
The favor was too heavy.
I knew what he wanted.
But the one thing he truly desired… was the one thing I couldn’t give.
“Lucas,” I said, “once we finish this order, let’s talk.
He looked serious. “Okay.”
We spent two weeks preparing.
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On the day of the event, I placed the final pot and wiped my brow.
Lucas stood beside me, laughing in that carefree way of his.
We had created a sea of flowers together–and for a moment, I smiled too.
Until a shadow fell over me.
I turned my head–and my heart skipped a beat.
Arthur Phoenix stood there.
His expression was unreadable. He stared at me for a long time, then rubbed his eyes.
“Elaine… it’s really you…”
Tears streamed down his face.
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I had imagined this reunion a hundred times.
But never like this.
Still–I delivered the line I’d rehearsed so many times:
“Sorry, sir… are you talking to me?”
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