Chapter 107

This time he admitted frankly.

“Then can I give you flowers now?”

She handed him a bouquet of colorful flowers and said: “Don’t worry, these are flowers I picked myself.”

Atlas did not accept it but said: “I should give you flowers.”

His voice could not help but be a little guilty, he had heard Dalziel say what day it was today.

“Why, we are husband and wife, it doesn’t matter who gives flowers to whom.”

After speaking, Daisy placed the bouquet in his hands and turned back to push the wheelchair away. Atlas looked at the bouquet for a while and then picked it up. He smelled the strong scent of roses, the faint scent of forget-me-nots, and the purity of orchids.

—In the office, Mr. Drkov looked at Dalziel coldly, his tone was not very friendly: “I heard from the shareholders that this project has some problems, and someone accused our product of being fake and lost hundreds of billions in two days, what is this, you promised me that you would