All Chapters of When Love Blooms Finally: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

She felt that it was too much. 30% share of the company is too much to ask for in exchange for the money and guidance that he offered. She was sure that although their company would need money to expand their business. They didn’t necessarily need to fork out that much percentage for the investor. In fact, if she were to marry Morris, she would get more. Even more than that, she could even establish her own company. With Morris, she only needed his full support. There were no worries about him taking over the company for himself. His area of interest is not in real estate. It’s in the Medical field. However, Gunner Cline could offer his money and guidance were simply too much, even for her. If it were just 10% maybe it would be fine. Although she and Gunner are compatible as bed partners, she doesn't really trust him when it comes to business. Even in her muddled state, she could sense hi

Once the call ended, Lillian went back to the living room and chatted with Tuesday about mundane things, steering away from the earlier topic.   On the other side, Emma has called Morris and told him that they’ll see each other at the family’s mansion.   “Alright mom. I’ll see you there.” He told his mother, ending the call.The Old Patriarch, Mr. Ernest Lovell arrived home and was surprised to see his grandson’s fiancee in their residence.   For all he knows, there’s no special occasion that would warrant a visit. If it were his other grandchildren or even Diana, he wouldn’t be too shocked. After all, they would come over even if there’s no special occasion. But Tuesday Palmer was different, they would only meet her when there’s special events, especially those that would involve media coverage. Whenever they would ask Morris to bring her more often, he would always tell them that she was busy at work or that she was out

She could trust that Morris wouldn’t release that evidence to the public as it will also taint their reputation. But what about Gunner? No matter how intimate they were, she couldn’t trust his character enough. She wasn’t sure that Gunner would not release those in his anger if they will drag his name and accuse him of rape.   Although there would be no evidence that he raped her, just the rumor that he did would be enough to damage his reputation.   “No.. Don’t..” She stopped Hugh from making the call when she heard the ringing sound on his phone which was put on speaker. “I’ll go.”   It is a pity that her future as Mrs. Ingram would never come true.   Now that the truth is out in the open, it became impossible to enter the Lovell-Forrest family.   Just her stopping Hugh from making the call to the Oxfield Crime Department was enough to show that she made up the story of her bei

“Ready?” Diana asked Lucas as he finished putting on his shoes.   “Yeah.” He replied, getting up.   She turned to the door, ready to leave but was stopped by Lucas when he put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He rested his head on her shoulder, kissing it.   She giggled as she felt his lips on her skin. She felt ticklish in that area.   “Come on.. They’re waiting for us..” She chided him.   He groaned, burrowing his head more. He was still reluctant to let her go.   He was very tempted to tell her to stay with him at home instead.   Reluctantly, he let her go and followed her out.   Lucas told his driver and bodyguard that he’ll be driving the car himself, giving them a day off.   They were to attend a fashion event held by the House of Florence. Not only will it showcase de

The moment Florence heard that Diana’s friend is one of the designers that entered the top 5, she subconsciously paid more attention to the designer.   “Go ahead and enjoy the banquet, you don’t have to stay with old bones like me..” Florence told Lucas and Diana, smilingly.   Lucas then excused themselves.   Diana kept looking around, trying to find Armie, Lucas was only following her.   “Ah! She’s over there.” She saw Armie standing close to her boss and a few coworkers with wine glasses in their hands.   As they were nearing, they couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.   “Mrs. L, if you had sent me instead of her, I could have promoted The Atelier better than her.” A young woman said arrogantly. She looked to be the same age as Armie.   “That’s true Mrs. L. Ayah is a better designer.” Another young woman said, smiling at the ot