Reborn and Revenge

Chapter 5 Golden Flowers

In the face of these tricky questions Anna took the interview for David, “The completion is about design

and innovation and we are convinced by the winner. The industry always needs fresh idea, so as to

have greater progress and development. Personally, I appreciate the winner’s work today.”

What she said was so sincere that the media and onlookers could not help but admire her.

Anna, since taking over the business of the Newman Group, had stable performance and highlight,

especially, had high emotional intelligence. She had been a model of business female elite.

“So Miss Anna, do you want to recruit Joe? Do you want her to work for your company?”

Anna showed a smile, “It's a pity that I didn’t Joe today. If Joe is willing to work for us, he is welcomed. I

hope media could tell her that we welcome her to work with us, to achieve more ideal and goal. The

Newman Group won’t waste any talent.”

Looking at the camera, Anna was beautiful and gentle. Her tone was extremely sincere. Everyone

would be touched to hear such words and would like such a rare boss.

It would be good to work for such a woman!

The crowd was in an uproar.

“Miss Anna is really a heroine, even if a man is not as good as you.”

“No wonder the Newman Group has developed so well these years! With a successor like Miss Anna,

the future is even more predictable.”

This lifted the embarrassment from losing the competition.

It was almost certain that Joe would join the Newman Group, unless she was an idiot.

Angel watched it all with a smile.

Anna had good means and was extraordinary!

The phone in her pocket vibrated, and she picked it up.

“Angel, where are you? The trophy is pretty. Why don't you come and see it?” Heidi's voice was full of

joy.

Angel took one last look at the voluble beauty on the projection, and turned to walk out holding the

phone.

“Heidi, you and Aaron go back to the hotel first. I have something to do. See you in two hours.” Angel All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

said.

“Let Aaron go with you.” Heidi said.

“Either be obedient or go back to J Country. You two can discuss it.” said Angel coolly.

“But --” the Heidi was timid but she did not want to give up.

Angel hung up the phone.

A fine drizzle was falling outside.

The weather in M City was as usual. It rained a lot in this season.

Angel took a deep breath, feeling the moist air in her lungs. The rain had been in her dreams for years

and was her inspiration to design “Four Seasons.”

What she integrated was her memories and yearning for the city.

Angel stopped a taxi, “Lingnan Cemetery.”

The Cemetery in the afternoon was cold and silent, not even a crow bird was there.

The moist earthy breath came from the ground, with an indescribable chill.

Rain like a continuous fog felt on her body, and soon her hair got moist.

Angel put on her hat and looked down at the white lilies in her arms. The petals of white lilies with rain

drop on it were pure and tender like little Angel’s face.

Angel passed by the tombs row after row, as if in the eyes of all kinds of people.

Finally, she stopped at the tomb of Belle.

Angel stopped short.

There was a bunch of golden flowers in Belle’s tomb!

Angel's breath stalled, and the next moment she was racing ahead.

Standing at the highest point to look down the mountain, she saw two people in black have walked to

the cemetery gate. A man in a black suit was holding umbrella for the other man wearing a long black

windbreaker with one hand, and opened the door with the other.

The car drove away.

Angel paused.

She walked slowly back to the tomb and placed the lilies next to the golden flowers.

The golden flower was Belle's favorite flower.

But no one knew about it.

The Newman family would only send her babysbreath, if they came to visit her tomb.

The tombstone should have been carefully wiped, although not it was covered with a layer of rain.

The sight of the white lilies next to the golden flowers made the softest part of Angel's heart ache as if it

had been rubbed by an invisible hand.

In this world, who would remember Belle? Who would remember Belle's favorite flower was golden

flowers?

Angel looked up at the sky, let the rain fall on her face, suddenly she chuckled and gave up the

thought.

“Angel, I will take care of brother, and I will live for both of us happily!'

“If there is a reincarnation, I hope you can come to me again, I will protect you.”

Angel looked at Belle’s picture on the gravestone with a smile, whispering softly.

She must live a life with double happiness!