Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Chapter 022 Party 2

“Miss Harris, don’t you like it?” Page looked at Rosemary doubtfully. Most of the girls who came here

said that the dresses were not sexy enough.

Rosemary looked at Page sheepishly. These clothes were beautiful, but they were not her style.

Page was also in a dilemma. These dresses were the best in their store, and were designed by famous

designers. A lot of them were unique. And now Rosemary said she didn’t like it. Where was she going

to get her a dress?”

Just as Page did not know what to do, a waiter came up to Page with a package, “This is a delivery for

Miss Harris.”

“Miss Harris, this is a delivery for you.” Page handed the package to Rosemary.

“For me?” Confused, Rosemary took Page’s package and opened it on the table.

Rosemary opened the package and saw a dress. Page picked up the dress and unfolded it to

Rosemary. It was a strapless white dress with a large bow on the right breast and bits and pieces of

diamonds on the bottom of the skirt.

“Miss Harris, please try it on first. If there is anything wrong, we can correct it for you as soon as

possible.” Page now thought the dress was sent to save her from losing her job.

Rosemary got dressed and went to the mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and the dress looked

as if it had been made for her, concealing her delicate figure but still graceful.

When Rosemary came out in this dress, Page froze, too. “Miss Harris, you look beautiful. You look like

a fairy in this dress.” Page exclaimed.

Rosemary smiled faintly at Page and said, “Thank you.”

“The Young Mrs. Grant, the party is about to begin, and madame has asked me to drive you there

directly.” Said the driver respectfully.

“All right.”

…

Night fell and the lights came on. The trees on both sides of the lively street are covered with colorful

lights. From a distance, it looked like a beautiful Milky Way.

International Hotel in Cornshire.

This was a party held by The Flower Family to celebrate the return of Joseph Flower, the only heir of

their family. The Flower family also specially invited influential figures in the business community, so This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

today’s party was quite spectacular.

“Here we are.” The driver respectfully opened the door for Rosemary.

The door opened slowly, revealing two long, beautiful legs.

Rosemary got out of the car and looked at the magnificent hotel. Then she strode gracefully down the

hall with a faint smile on her face.

“Miss Harris, Mrs. Grant is in the foyer next to the hall. Please follow me.” The hotel attendant said

respectfully and politely.

Rosemary nodded politely to the attendant and followed her to the lobby lounge.

The hotel lobby was sumptuously decorated, with golden crystal lamps shining faintly in the light.

“Mom!” Rosemary comes to Marian’s side. Marian was wearing a low-cut beige evening dress tonight,

elegant and classy, showing her status in every way.

Marian looked at Rosemary’s outfit for the evening and nodded with satisfaction. “Let’s go! It’s time we

went in.”

When Rosemary was at home, she rarely went to parties like this. Mainly because she was still in

school at that time, and Laurie always used all kinds of excuses to block her, and she didn’t like it,

either, so Andrew Harris never forced her.

Rosemary followed Marian into the elevator, which stopped on the 18th floor.

…

The elevator doors slowly opened and Rosemary followed Marian out of the elevator toward the

meeting.

“Welcome!” The waiter opened the door for her respectfully.

The sound of the violin was melodious, sometimes like a clear bird singing, sometimes like a beautiful

song, and sometimes like the mountain stream of water in the forest, which made people relaxed and

happy.

“Marian, welcome to Joseph's homecoming party.” Lester Flower, president of The Flower Group, says

hello with a big smile on his face.

The Flower Group and The Grant family had always been close. Wilson Grant and Joseph Flower had

been friends since childhood, so their relationship was even stronger.

“Long time no see, Mr. Flower!” Marian greeted him with a graceful smile.

“This is Wilson’s wife Rosemary, right?” Lester Flower looked at Rosemary and asked Marian.

“Rosemary, this is Mr. Flower from The Flower Group.” Marian introduced, smiling.

“Nice to meet you!” Rosemary said politely, a little nervous.

This graceful and smiling Mr. Flower spoke with perfect refinement and cultivation.

Even though he was middle-aged, he still drew the eyes of the women present.

“Marian, excuse me for a second.” With that, Lester Went to greet the other guests.

“Okay!”

Marian walked Rosemary toward the center of the meeting. The whole venue was particularly lively and

there here were various kinds of snacks on both sides of the venue.

Marian took two glasses of wine from the waiter and handed one to Rosemary. She pointed to a

noblewoman in a purple dress in front of Rosemary said, “That’s Mrs. Jones from The Jones Group,

and she’s with her daughter.”

Marian introduced the famous women at the party one by one to Rosemary. On the surface, she was

exchanging cordial greetings with the gentlemen and their wives. In fact, Rosemary knew they were

only saying hello to her because of the power of The Grant family.

Looking at the various men and women in the room, Rosemary said something to Marian and sat down

in a quiet corner.

“Hey, look, isn’t that Rosemary? It’s funny to hear that she doesn’t have a groom on her wedding day!”

Said a coquettish woman to the person next to her.

Another ordinary looking woman sneerer, “I’m sure she married for The Grant family’s fortune. I hate to

see her miserable face.”

“But I heard that Mrs. Grant wanted her to marry into their family so she could carry on The family line.”

Said a petite girl with a puzzled look.

“So maybe she has some secret weapon to get a person who was lying in a hospital bed to have sex

with her!”

Rosemary felt very angry when she heard what they were saying. But her good breeding told her not to

quarrel with these people. Therefore, for these people who loved to say bad things about other people,

Rosemary thought it was better for her to stay away from them.

In the corner of the assembly hall, a pair of deep eyes had been staying on her lonely figure.

Rosemary was about to get up when a magnetic sound came.

“Hello, Miss Harris! Joseph Flower had a faint smile on his cool face and his sexy lips were a deadly

lure.