Chapter 380


    Cecilia looked at her family, all eyes on her.


    Then, she nced at Owen, his smile so dazzling that she couldn''t bear to refuse him.


    After a moment of thought, she said, "Actually, I already have the two types of flowers I like the


    most. You don''t need to send me any more."


    "Which two types of flowers do you love the most?" Owen hurriedly asked.


    Knowing the enemy was key to victory, and the same rule applied when wooing a woman. By


    knowing what she loved, he could quickly win her heart.


    Knowing her favorite flowers, he promised to send them to her every day.


    Cecilia cheekily picked up his stack of cash and said, "Guess for yourself. If you can guess


    correctly, then we might have some sort of psychic connection. If not, then forget it."


    Then, she loudly eximed, "Although the cash flowers look nice, please stop buying these useless


    things. I need to go now."


    Owen was puzzled. He was using real money, so why did it suddenly turn into useless things?


    After a moment of confusion, he quickly figured it out.


    The sentence Cecilia said aloud was for her family to hear, so they wouldn''t think that she was won


    over by his money.


    Hudson, hearing his sister''s promation, choked back a response. He wanted to say that the cash


    flowers Owen gave were all real. He had even disassembled a bouquetst night and counted quite


    a sum of money.


    However, he ultimately chose not to expose his sister''s lie.


    The three elders of the Yates family looked at each other, and finally, Devon spoke.


    "Owen,e here."


    Owen quickly returned and stood by Devon''s side, bending slightly, "Grandpa, what''s up?"


    "I''m Mr. Yates, please use my surname before calling me grandpa."


    "Alright."


    Owen agreed readily, but deep down, he knew he wouldn''t change.


    After his visit with his grandfather, Owen realized that the Yates family were all tough on the outside


    but soft on the inside. Although they didn''t yet approve of Cecilia being with him, they respected


    Cecilia''s choices.


    Divorce was something Cecilia wanted to do, but it was her mother-inw who used the identity of


    an elder to force him to fulfill Cecilia''s wish for a divorce.


    "In the future, don''t send Cecilia such shy bouquets. They''re too eye-catching."


    Owen was silent. This kind of money bouquet wouldn''t wilt, after all.


    Looking at Lucinda''s garden full of flowers posted on Facebook, Owen felt that his roses, no matter


    howrge a bouquet, were no match for Stefan''s. Stefan''s were potted nts that bloomed year


    after year. Every time they bloomed, Lucinda would remember Stefan''s romance and deep


    affection.


    He couldn''t deny that when it came to romance, Stefan thought much further than he did.


    Should he also follow Stefan''s example and send Cecilia a garden full of flowers?


    Well, if imitation could make Cecilia happy and show the Yates family his deep affection for her,


    then it was fine.


    Stefan made a show of his affection for others to see, so why couldn''t he learn from him?


    "You haven''t eaten yet, have you? Sit down and have breakfast with us. Let''s have a couple of


    drinks. It''s been a while since I''ve had someone to drink with."


    Devon said as he looked at his grandson. Hudson quickly got up to get the wine and sses.


    Owen had a bodyguard and a driver, so even if he drank, it wouldn''t affect him.


    But he wanted to catch up with Cecilia.


    Unfortunately, it was Devon who asked him to stay for breakfast and have a few drinks. If he


    refused, who knew what would greet him the next time he came? A pair of vicious dogs?


    After much thought, Owen decided to stay and have a few drinks with Devon.


    If he could keep the old man happy, it would definitely help his cause.


    Devon was particrly fond of his granddaughter, after all.


    Cecilia returned to her shop, opened the door, and quickly disassembled the cash bouquet before


    any customers arrived. It was too conspicuous.


    She stuffed the disassembled cash into her wallet and then started to clean up the shop.


    Soon, her assistant and Basil arrived. Basil didn''t help with the cleaning. As soon as he arrived, he


    washed his hands and started preparing his pastries.


    Customers began to trickle in. They were all high-ranking white-cor workers who workedte into


    the night. Their only way to wake up in the morning was to have a cup of coffee.


    After a group of customers left, Avery came in with the second group.


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    He was the same as before, holding arge bouquet of roses.


    "Mr. Cooper is here again."


    Her assistant reminded Cecilia in the cash register, "Let me note the time, Mr. Martinez will probably


    appear within a few minutes."


    "Go about your business."


    Teased by her assistant, Cecilia yfully scolded her. Her assistant giggled and walked away.


    Even Cecilia herself nced outside, wondering when Owen would appear.


    Every time Avery came, Owen would surely arrive within a few minutes.


    "Cecilia."


    Avery, holding the flowers, walked over and handed the bouquet to Cecilia, smiling, "These flowers


    are for you."


    Cecilia was sitting down, looking up at Avery.


    When Avery handed her the flowers, he was smiling, but his gaze wasn''t as passionate or fiery as


    Owen''s.


    Avery''s smile was normal, devoid of any trace of love.


    "Avery."


    Since they were familiar, Cecilia called him by his first name, "Why do you want to give me


    flowers?"


    Lucinda had told her that Avery and Owen always seemed to appear one after the other. It''s too


    coincidental and she suspected that someone was arranging it behind the scenes.


    Cecilia didn''t think it was possible. Who would arrange such a thing?


    But looking at Avery''s calm gaze, there was clearly no hint of love.


    Was he sending her flowers because someone told him to?


    Avery''s smile stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered,ughing, "Because I like you,


    Cecilia. I really like you and I want topete fairly with Mr. Martinez. Can you give me that


    chance?"


    As he tried hard to be Mr. Martinez''s love rival, Cedric received help from a person, and his


    business was improving.


    Avery thus became even moremitted to being Mr. Martinez''s love rival.


    After all, with an employer backing him, even if Mr. Martinez was gnashing his teeth in hatred, he


    couldn''t do anything to him.


    Mr. Martinez still hadn’t managed to get his hands on all of his paperwork.


    His boss was a big shotpared to Mr. Martinez.


    "You enjoy our conversations, but you don''t have romantic feelings for me. Why are you doing this?"


    Cecilia stood up and moved closer, whispering to Avery, "Did someone put you up to this? Are they


    pushing you to pursue me?"


    "Cecilia, I''m being honest here, I really like you, I genuinely want to woo you."


    Avery, of course, denied it vehemently.


    Cecilia watched him for a moment, about tough, when suddenly a furious shout echoed, "Cecilia!


    What on earth are you doing?"


    The voice didn''t belong to Owen.


    Because it was a woman''s voice.


    Cecilia recognized it, turning to face the woman who had pushed open the door. To her surprise, it


    was Olina, her former mother-inw.


    Having met a few times, heard her speak a few times, her voice was no stranger to Cecilia.


    Olina, seeing Cecilia and Avery so close together, was instantly inmed, perceiving Cecilia as a


    weed growing in her son''s garden.