Chapter 147 The One Who Couldn't Move On

Florence looked at Filip's back. After a few seconds, she realized what happened. "Oh boy!" Since when did Filip start to like flowers? Weird! So, the flowers didn't belong to that girl. Whom then? Frances and Martha naturally saw Filip come out with a bunch of roses. Frances had seen so many things, yet she was still a little surprised, "What's wrong with him?" Everyone brought flowers to the graves, but he did the opposite. Martha was puzzled as well. "I have no idea either." Frances frowned, looking at Filip as he approached, "Where did you get the flowers?" "From someone." That was not an answer. Frances was pissed off. "Am I blind to you?" Filip pursed his lips, thought for a few seconds, and added, "She didn't want them anymore." Frances snorted, "And you took them?" Filip glanced down at the rose in his arms and didn't answer the question. Then he changed the topic by saying, "I need to go to the company. Go back." It was a holiday today. Frances didn't bother to a