All Chapters of CEO's Revenge Game: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Flora didn't know how long she had slept when a pleasant fragrance of flowers drifted into her nose, entering her dreams. In her dream, Maxwell gave her a bouquet of champagne roses, even more vibrant than Chiyoko's.When she opened her eyes, she was astonished to see a bouquet of champagne roses on the bedside table. A warm current passed through her heart, realizing she wasn't dreaming – Maxwell had indeed bought her champagne roses.For the first time since yesterday, Flora revealed a joyful smile, cradling the bouquet in her arms. She lowered her head, greedily inhaling its fragrance. Receiving flowers from her lover could indeed brighten her mood, at least temporarily pushing the heartache into the depths of her soul.When Maxwell walked out of the bathroom, he saw her blissfully smelling the flowers. Feeling a bit remorseful, he wondered why he hadn't thought of buying her flowers earlier. Such a small expense could bring forth her most precious smile.Flora was startled by Maxw

"Um... nothing. It means I'm willing to tell you everything about me." But it would take time, added Maxwell in his mind. Some things, he couldn't reveal to Flora and others just yet; it wasn't the right time."Are you really willing to tell me about your past?" Flora asked in astonishment. When did he become so good to her? In her mind, Maxwell's past referred to his romantic involvement with Chiyoko!"Yeah." Maxwell nodded and was about to continue when Flora interrupted him. She placed her hand on his lips, gazing at him. "Maybe you shouldn't say it. I can do without knowing. After all, everyone has their secrets."A bitter smile appeared on Maxwell's face as he removed her hand from his lips. "This isn't a secret." Everyone in the Smith Family knew, as did the Yota Gang. The only one who didn't was Flora!"Well, maybe I'm the only one who thinks it's a secret." Flora self-mockingly smiled.Maxwell lowered his head, kissing away the bitterness on her face. Moving his lips close to

Flora felt a dizzy spell coming over her. Countless figures seemed to be swaying in front of her, Mrs. Smith's, Nancy's, and numerous voices shouting Chiyoko's name, all in panic!Downstairs, Chiyoko lay in a pool of blood, her body twitching involuntarily due to the pain. Her disheveled hair scattered across her agonized face. She hadn't expected things to turn out like this; tears and blood mixed, flowing onto the floor.Shouldn't it be Flora who fell, bleeding? Chiyoko looked at Maxwell, who was quickly running towards them, struggling to move her lips, and said in a trembling voice, "My child, Maxwell, save our child.""Chiyoko, how are you?" Maxwell embraced her, anxiously assessing her condition."Go call a doctor!" Mrs. Smith cried out loudly, her hands frozen in the air, wanting to hold Chiyoko's hand but afraid of causing her pain. She was horrified by the gruesome scene unfolding before her, tears streaming down her face.Chiyoko grasped Maxwell's hand, gazing at his handsom

As the first tear fell on the piano keys, the bedroom door was pushed open. Flora quickly lowered her head, using the back of her hand to wipe away the tears. She could guess that the person entering was Oliver, and she couldn't let him see her crying, worrying him.However, the more she tried to hold back her tears, the more uncontrollable they became. Tears flowed continuously from her eyes, dropping like broken beads onto the piano keys and the carpet."Flora, what's wrong with you?" Oliver quickly walked to her, lifted her tear-streaked face, and asked. Then, he used his fingertips to wipe away the tears that could never be completely erased. Why she was crying, he knew without asking. He just hoped she would confide in him, speak out about her unhappiness, and maybe alleviate a bit of the pain."Second Young Master, I know I shouldn't think about him, but I can't help it," Flora stared at Oliver with teary eyes, sobbing softly. Should she blame herself for being so weak? She felt

The moon gradually disappeared, and the cycle of a day was completed. The morning air was fresh and pleasant.Outside the Davis family gate, Maxwell had been standing for a night, but he showed no intention of leaving.Without seeing Flora and explaining things properly to her, he had no intention of going back. The morning dew fell on him, and his golden hair even felt a bit damp. His legs were already numb—the consequence of standing all night.Kevin, waking up from his slumber, stretched lazily, pulled back a corner of the curtain, and looked toward the large iron gate not far away. Considering he still had a bit of sincerity, he was surprised to see Maxwell still there. With such good air, he might as well stand for another hour.Thinking this in his mind, a scornful smile appeared on his lips as he walked towards the adjacent bedroom. Flora's door was tightly closed; she was probably still sleeping. He decided to have breakfast downstairs first.As Kevin sat at the dining table,