Since they were expecting some guests today, the servants were busy preparing fruit tes and snacks in the vi. Some were boiling water for tea or making coffee. Mrs. Fritz had arranged everything early in the morning. Tom Fritz had also asked his assistant to clear his schedule for the day, as he prepared himself mentally for his blind date.


    “Tom, aren’t these Louis XIV roses the most stunning?” Mrs. Fritz, dressed in a custom-made, form-fitting long dress, had fair skin and a graceful charm. Her every smile exuded astonishing feminine allure.


    Tom knew his mother loved roses, especially these purple Louis XIV roses. Ever since he was a child, he had often heard his mother tell stories about these purple roses.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only


    “Every flower is stunning,” Tom Fritz said with a warm smile. “You are just deeply moved by the love story behind these roses, so you prefer them more.”


    “But the purple flowers look more luxurious. I like purple,” the woman stopped trimming the branches and leaves, stood up straight, and admired the roses around her. “Napoleon’s wife, Queen Josephine, loved these flowers.”


    “Sometimes, I really envy you, Mom,” Tom said sincerely. “At this age, you still have a young girl’s heart, full of happiness.”


    “That’s because I met the right person in this life.” Mrs. Fritz was very satisfied with her marriage, as Mr. Fritz understood and cherished her.


    Mother and son’s gazes met.


    Tom Fritz’s face held a faint smile, and Mrs. Fritz also smiled. “Did you look at Monica’s profile? I gave it to youst night.”


    “No,” the man’s voice was deep and pleasant. “I don’t want to. I’ll have a first impression when I meet her in person, and I’ll judge for myself whether she’s the one I’m looking for.”


    “Although she grew up in a single-parent family and has always lived with her mother, her mother is very outstanding. She was my high school ssmate.”


    “You mentioned that. I remember that rtionship,” Tom Fritz told her. “Marriage is about two people. As long as we like each other, I won’t pay much attention to her original family.”


    “Okay,” Mrs. Fritz also looked forward to it. “They should be here soon.”


    For some reason, Tom Fritz was also a little excited about today’s blind date. Perhaps it was because the roses were so beautiful that they created a wonderful illusion.


    Soon, a Bentley appeared at the entrance of the courtyard, slowing down as it approached.


    “They’re here,” Mrs. Fritz put down her scissors, happily patted her son’s shoulder, and walked toward the car in high spirits.


    On the way, Monica sent a few words to Tristan: I’m almost there, hurry up.


    At this time, Tristan had just left his house.


    He had originally nned to go to the hospital to see Eason first, as it had been quite some time since he had visited him.


    He should also talk to his father about the good news regarding Rose Court’s topping out ceremony.


    But when he saw Monica’s message, he immediately changed his mind and decided to rescue her first.


    At the junction ahead, Tristan turned right and took another road.


    At that moment, his phone rang. He held the steering wheel with one hand and took out his phone with the other. After checking the caller ID, he answered, “Hello, Michelle.”


    “Brother, can you make time toe and see Eason today?”


    Jennifer’s gentle voice came through. “He’s been recovering welltely and misses you a bit. Yesterday, he asked to see his brother, but I said you’ve been busy. This morning, he refused to eat breakfast and started to get emotional, thinking you don’t love him anymore.”