Luna Nash scoffed internally. 'Grandpa? What grandpa?'
'It's obvious you wanted to give them to her yourself but had to use your grandpa as an excuse.'
And Luna Nash could see from Joy Fischer's eyes that she was thinking the same thing.
'That's right, there's definitely something fishy going on between those two!'
In an instant, all the romantic notions in Jane Sterling's heart vanished. She let out a slightly disappointed "Oh."
She then hugged the flowers to her chest and gently closed the car door.
"Grandpa Thorne has good taste."
Drew Thorne had guessed right. She really didn't like garish red and green bouquets; she much preferred fresh flowers like these sunflowers.
Catching the faint smile on Jane Sterling's lips from the corner of his eye, Drew Thorne couldn't help but feel a secret delight.
'Looks like I made the right choice.'
In the next moment, he stepped on the gas and pulled up in front of a private restaurant specializing in lamb hot pot.
