The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love Chapter 307

Chapter 307 

A flower shop, in the drizzle, with a dim yellow light on. 

The slightly plump owner leaned against the counter with a bored expression, seemingly waiting for someone. She checked the time. 

It was almost 11 o’clock, that big customer probably won’t be coming, right? 

Just as she thought about closing up, the wind chimes at the door tinkled. 

The owner straightened up at once. 

At the door, a tall man in a black suit, damp from the rain, walked in. 

“Mr. Silverman, I thought you weren’t coming!” The owner greeted him with a smile. 

“I was on a business trip. So I’m late.” Wayne replied indifferently, “Where are the flowers?” 

“I’ve been keeping them for you!” The owner quickly brought the flowers out, “I still suggest you let me deliver them to your apartment regularly, it’s more convenient.” 

“No, thanks.” 

He declined as usual. 

And then he left. 

The owner waited for him to leave before realizing that he didn’t have an umbrella. 

Hesitating whether to give him one, her husband yawned and came out from the back: “Did the customer take the flowers?” 

“Yeah, he’s such a good man, buying flowers for his wife every week.” The owner looked enviously at her husband, who was wearing crooked underwear and worn–out slippers, and her face immediately darkened. 

Why was there such a difference between her husband and other women’s husbands? 

Wayne returned to his apartment and opened the door to a pitch–dark room. He stood at the door for a moment with the flowers, as if waiting for someone to run towards him with a bright smile from somewhere. 

But… 

As always, he was greeted by endless silence and darkness. 

With a click, Wayne turned on the light. 

It had been more than ten years since Rosalynn moved into this apartment. 

Everything here was covered in the traces of time. 

Wayne took off his coat, removed the not–so-fresh flowers from the vase, carefully cleaned the vase as Rosalynn used to do, and then inserted the newly bought flowers. 

By the time he was done, it was nearly midnight. 

Wayne took a hot shower, and when he was picking out clothes from the wardrobe, his eyes lingered on the women’s clothes for a while. 

Five years had passed, and her presence in this house had gradually faded. 

Changing into his pajamas, Wayne didn’t go to bed but lay on the sofa with a blanket. He turned on the TV, switched to a random channel, and turned off the sound. 

Next, Wayne opened a drawer and took out a bottle of pills, swallowing a few. 

He fell asleep. 

Yet another night plagued by nightmares. 

At 7:30 in the morning, Wayne put on his suit, tied his tie, and went to the garage to drive to the company. 

As it was the beginning of the month, Bane Corporation had a regular morning meeting. 

When Wayne entered the conference room, everyone was already there. 

Olivia looked at him with a smile. 

But Wayne, as always, wore a face without expression or desire, and sat down in his seat. “Let’s begin.” 

The main topic of today’s moming meeting was still Bane Corporation’s acquisition of the Silverman Group. 

In fact, there were board members who opposed the acquisition of the Silverman Group within the company.