Chapter 524 Choice

The butler brought a towel as soon as Melody entered, informing her quietly, "Ms. Nolan, Mr. Scott has just arrived. He said he brought some documents."

"Yeah. Is he still here?" Melody asked, drying her hair.

"He is. He's moving the pots on the balcony with Ms. Amelia," the butler replied.

Melody paused in turn.

Philip knew that she was a perfumer, and that the plants she was growing at the balcony were fragrant plants.

It would be a huge loss if those plants were left out in the pouring rain—she had actually forgotten about them after being forced to spend time with Christopher.

She quickly put down the towel and headed upstairs, finding several servants moving around busily.

Philip's tall frame certainly stood out in their midst, and she could see his shirt sticking against his skin as he moved in and out of the rain.

The way he protected her plants with such solemnity left her gaze flickering.

He turned just then and appeared taken aback to see her. "You're back?"

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