Chapter 287 A Truck Of Roses
Eliza dreamt the whole night.
In her dream, she had used Cerys's identity to start a new relationship with Beau. The relationship between the two of them was so close that everyone envied it.
Later, she slept with Beau.
They kissed each other on the bed. Later on, Beau kissed off all the special makeup on her face.
As a result, the love story turned into a horror scene.
Beau turned on the bedside lamp and looked at her who had revealed her true face. He was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.
In the end, he looked at her face in shock, accusing her of deceiving him...
Eliza suddenly woke up.
Everything in her dream was too real.
She touched her chest, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Standing in front of the sink, she looked at herself in the mirror and sighed.
The woman in the mirror had a pretty face and fair skin.
It was her own appearance.
This face once had a good reputation in the entertainment circle and was also praised by the reporters.
But now, this face had been like this for nearly a month and it had not been exposed outside.
People would always act impulsively and do something that they could not explain.
Like how she was determined to leave and live with a different identity.
She named herself Cerys.
Cerys Wood.
To allow the ice in her heart to melt.
After closing her eyes, Eliza remained silent for a long time. In the end, she still applied the face-transformation items on the table to her face.
Her fathers were right.
Since this was the case, she could only take it slow.
Slowly got in touch with Beau, got along with him again, and finally explained it slowly.
Standing in the bathroom, Eliza prepared herself mentally for a long time before finally walking out of the bathroom.
In the bedroom, her cell phone kept ringing.
It was a strange number.
She frowned and picked it up.
"Hello, I am the delivery man, Cerys, right?"
Eliza frowned. "It's me."
"You have a parcel. Please come out and collect it."
She responded, then put away her mobile phone and went out in confusion.
She didn't remember that she had bought something online recently. How could there be a parcel?
As soon as she came out of the house, she met the cleaner of the dojo, Alan. "Miss Wood."
Alan rushed over and was out of breath. "Your parcel... is there!"
"It's so magnificent!"
Eliza frowned and glanced at her. "What's there to be surprised about?"
It was just a parcel. How magnificent could it be?
Until she walked out of the dojo—
Eliza instantly froze on the spot.
Indeed, it was very magnificent.
It was so spectacular that Eliza couldn't speak for a moment.
In front of her was a large truck of roses.
Red, yellow, white, and blue.
The layers of roses were very beautiful.
At this moment, several delivery men were moving a large bouquet of roses from the truck.
The one leading the delivery team saw Eliza come out and quickly ran over. "Cerys, right?"
"Please sign."
Eliza was so shocked that she was speechless for a long time.
She pursed her lips. "Can I refuse this?"
The delivery guy looked embarrassed. "Of course you can refuse."
"But ..."
He glanced back at the roses in the large truck behind him and glanced at the couriers who were still unloading things. He lowered his voice helplessly,
"But I hope... that you can understand the hard work of low-level workers like us."
"Most of the workers from our courier station went to the rose breeding garden outside the city early in the morning to buy these for you. We have been busy for two hours and haven't even eaten lunch."
"Would you bear to let us take back the flowers again?"
Eliza sighed.
She hated this kind of emotional blackmail the most.
However, these delivery guys really worked hard.
She took the delivery receipt and signed it. Then she looked up at the young man and said, "Don't move it into the dojo. I don't intend to keep it."
Eliza pointed at the open space at the entrance. "Put it here."
After making the arrangements, she turned around and found a corner. She picked up the phone and called Beau.
"Mr. Valentine, you really are in a good mood."
"I've never seen so many roses in my life."
Beau, who was on the other end of the line, frowned and asked in confusion, "What rose?"
Eliza rolled her eyes. She picked up her phone and took a picture of a truck of roses. "Didn't you prepare it?"
Beau: "..."
"I'm not so retarded."
Eliza raised her eyebrows. "That's weird."
"I'm so ugly. Except for Mr. Valentine, I can't think of anyone who wants to court me."
At that time, Beau was reading a document in his office.
Hearing Eliza's words, he frowned. "I do want to court you."
"But... do you think I am such a vulgar person?"
His words made Eliza frown.
If it was not Beau.
Who else could it be?
Eliza couldn't think of anything, so she simply took out the delivery receipt.
It was clearly written that the sender was Mr. Valentine.
"There's many Mr. Valentine."
Beau rubbed his glabella. "It's not just me."
"My father can also be called Mr. Valentine..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Beau suddenly paused.
"Wait a moment."
After that, he directly hung up the phone and called Jory.
"Of course I prepared it."
On the other end of the line, Jory rolled his eyes. "Demarion told me yesterday that my daughter-in-law allowed you to court her."
"But I saw that you didn't do anything, so I helped you!"
"Don't be ungrateful!"
Beau: "..."
"By the way, I also made an appointment with a lot of reporters. The title of Mr. Valentine spending a thousand pounds of gold for his love will be written. I'm going to do a live stream of the delivery man unloading the truck of roses!"
"You weren't vigorous enough when you dated Eliza."
"This time, I will let everyone in Krine see how much you love each other!"
Beau: "..."
He rubbed his glabella and asked, "Father, could you please stop making trouble?"
"I'm making trouble for your own good!"
As he said this, he paused for a while. "By the way, all the roses prepared for Eliza today cost hundreds of dollars per bunch. It cost me a lot of money."
"I'll send you the bill in a few days. You pay me back!"
Beau: "..."
Hanging up the call from Jory, he sighed and reluctantly turned on the computer to find the live broadcast.
The title was: Mr. Valentine spent a thousand pounds of gold to buy a bunch of roses, which were so romantic that no one could match.
In the contents of the live broadcast, the ugly looking Cerys took out an advertisement from her dojo and inserted it directly into the middle of the large bunch of roses. She then crossed her legs and sat down.
The contents on the advertisement were:
"Roses for sale at a special price, 20 dollars for a bunch. Come as fast as possible if you want to buy them."
Beau: "..."
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