Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

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\Chapter 1172 The Identities of the Two Women

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“Got it, boss.” Ashton was wholly impatient. Why should she have a good attitude toward

Emmanuel when she

wasn’t his woman?!

After Sage left, the two sat facing each other, and for a moment, their eyes met, but

neither spoke, creating a

somewhat awkward atmosphere.

“Hmph, Emmanuel, what exactly are you trying?” Finally, Ashton spoke with exasperation.

“Me?” Emmanuel chuckled, “What did I do?”

“What’s with that attitude?!” Ashton fumed. “Back then, you came asking me to arrange a

blind date for my brother

with your sister. Now that my brother has accidentally fallen for your sister, she won’t give

him a chance anymore.

She hurts his feelings again and again, making him drown his sorrows with alcohol. You

and your sister are doing

this on purpose, aren’t you?!”

“Well…” Emmanuel was momentarily speechless. The situation had indeed developed

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beyond what he had

expected. He genuinely felt sorry for Julian.

“Either way, you started this mess; you clean it up. If my brother continues to be

heartbroken, you’ll be talking to my fists!” Ashton taunted loftily, her arms crossed, and

her face turned away.

She was casually dressed that day, wearing a tight black outfit that accentuated her well-

endowed chest, making her a formidable sight.

Emmanuel sighed, unsure how to respond at the moment.

Just then, a man holding a large bunch of fiery red roses approached them. “Sir, is your

girlfriend upset? Buy some roses to cheer her up!”

Huh? Say what? Emmanuel was stupefied. The man had made a huge mistake.

He was about to explain to the man, but Ashton had already proudly stated, “Hmph, I’m

not his girlfriend!”

The man laughed and said to Emmanuel, “You see, if you don’t pacify your girlfriend, she

might leave!”

Upon hearing the flower seller’s words, Ashton felt inexplicably happy. She found herself

wishing that Emmanuel would actually cheer her up. Seeing that he was her constant

source of irritation, she thought it would be amusing if he tried to make her happy!

Unfortunately, she was just being wishful.

Emmanuel waved his hand. “Didn’t she say it herself? She’s not my girlfriend, and we’re

not dating, so we don’t need any flowers! Thanks.”

“You jerk!” Ashton, upon hearing his response, got inexplicably angry and slammed the

table. “Emmanuel, are you even a man? Are you so poor? Seeing me upset, whether I’m

your girlfriend or not, as a man, will it kill you to buy me flowers?!”

Emmanuel was rendered speechless. He couldn’t understand why Ashton was so angry. Do

all women like flowers?

me flowers?!”

Emmanuel was rendered speechless. He couldn’t understand why Ashton was so angry. Do

all women like flowers?

“Alright, how much is one?”

“100 each, sir!”

“What?!” Emmanuel thought he had misheard. Although he had never bought roses for a

woman himself, he had accompanied his older sister to the New Year flower market

before.

He couldn’t believe a rose that normally cost ten dollars at most was now being sold for a

hundred. This was practically daylight robbery!

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Seeing his expression, Ashton not only didn’t think it was expensive but even felt rather

triumphant, having a great sense of accomplishment having made the annoying guy buy

her roses at an exorbitant price. She could brag about it for a century.

“Sir, the price is fixed, no bargaining!” The man was also smug. After all, he was a veteran

who had been selling flowers here for a long time. If a woman wanted it, he could easily

make a man pay even 200 dollars for one.

“Fine, one.”

Emmanuel wasn’t short of money, and the main thing was that Ashton already had a

dislike for him. He wanted to

gather some information about the case, and it wasn’t a good idea to provoke her further.

After the transaction was complete, the man walked away.

Emmanuel handed the roses directly to Ashton, saying, “Here, for you. Happy?”

“Hmph.” Ashton was very dissatisfied with his attitude but still took the roses, her gaze

appearing somewhat triumphant. In the future, if needed, she could tell others that this

guy had given her roses before. She’d like to see

if he would continue to act mighty before her!

“Now, can we talk about what happened this afternoon?”

Emmanuel considered the rose incident a minor episode and didn’t pay much attention to

it. He just wanted to understand the situation from that day, figuring out the identities of

the two women. Were they really Saintesses?

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