It Was You

Chapter 943 Black Rose



Chapter 943 Black Rose

"Then why didn't you come with the bridegroom? Today is the press conference of the GR Group. Isn't the bridegroom here?"

The two questions seemed to be good blessings for Susan, but if you listened carefully, it could be said that they hit the nail on the head.

As one of the involved persons, how could Susan, who had been in the entertainment circle for many years, not understand the meaning behind it?

But how could she lose her manner in front of so many reporters?

Susan still kept calm, pretending to be shy and lovely. "My husband has something to deal with, so we two separated."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a burst of screams in the crowd.

Susan and the reporters couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

The reporter wanted to see what news it was. As for Susan, she wanted to see who had stolen the limelight on such an important day of her.

"Wow, it's my first time to see black roses."

"It's so beautiful. I wonder who is so happy to get this car of black roses."

"There are at least nine hundred and ninety-nine roses in this car, right? Oh my God!" Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Just when everyone was curious about who sent the black roses, the driver in the sports car stopped the car and slowly got off.

Then he walked up to Susan step by step.

Susan was also stunned by what she saw.

Who would give her a car of black roses?

"Excuse me, is this Miss Susan?" the flower deliverer asked knowingly.

Susan nodded her head. She didn't look happy or annoyed.

"This car of flowers is for you. Please sign for it," the flower deliverer continued.

Who sent it? Roger? It was impossible.

Roger had been with her for a long time and knew her preferences.

Let alone flowers, she even seldom wore dark colored dresses, not to mention that he had never given her black roses. How could he give her such a gift on such an important day and on such a conspicuous occasion today?

For a moment, Susan's heart beat fast.

"May I ask who ordered these flowers in your flower shop?" Susan still kept a fake smile on her face, even though she felt tired of it.

"A mysterious person," the flower deliverer answered without hesitation.

Hearing this, Susan was even more confused.

"What's his name?" She thought the flower deliverer didn't understand her, so she continued to ask with a forced smile.

Hearing her question, the flower deliverer still answered unhurriedly, "Miss Susan, the name of the person who ordered the flower is 'A mysterious person'. This is the card he gave you. Please sign for

it."

Then the flower deliverer gave her a card.

Susan took the card and signed her name.

The words on it were beautiful but strange, "Wish the press conference a success."

So far, Susan completely denied that these flowers were sent by Roger.

Although he didn't come with her, they two had made an agreement to come here. In that case, he didn't have to do this, let alone the red rose.

If it was not Roger, then who else could it be?

"Miss Susan, are these flowers sent by Mr. Roger?"

"Miss Susan, what's on the card? Can you tell us?"

Before Susan could think more, the reporters around her swarmed to her again.

This time, she was not in the mood to act at all.

She gave her agent a secret signal.

"Excuse us. If you have any questions, you can ask them at the press conference later. We have time for you to ask." Finally, with the help of her agent, she entered the hotel.

As soon as she arrived at a safe place, she called Roger.

Before the phone was connected, she saw Roger walking towards her.

After telling Roger what had happened at the gate of the hotel, Roger couldn't help but hesitate.

"Don't worry. Let's prepare for the press conference first. This is the most important thing," Roger comforted Susan.

"But I'm really worried. What if someone makes trouble in the press conference with ill intentions?" Susan spoke out her thoughts in a soft voice.

When she received the card, she had a bad feeling, so she threw it away when no one was around.

But it didn't reduce her bad feeling at all. As the time of the press conference approached, she had more intensified bad feeling.

Roger thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry. I'll go out and make arrangement now. I won't let anyone who shouldn't come in to come. It's almost time. You can get ready."

Then Roger went out.

Looking at the back of Roger, the fear in Susan's eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a cunning light.

She knew that what Roger said was just to comfort her. In order to comfort her uneasiness, she continued to say to the agent beside her, "Arrange more people, and make sure that today's press conference will be ended perfectly."

"Don't worry," the agent answered without hesitation.

"Oh my God! They are perfect match!"

"The real prince and princess are just so."

"Today's press conference is just a wedding scene!"

Looking at Roger and Susan on the screen, Cassandra showed no emotion on her fair face.

Susan deliberately made a princess's hair style today. Her long curly hair was in a bun, and the hair on both sides was carefully curled up, making it look natural now. In addition, she wore a simple white short dress, and Roger was in a pure black suit next to her. These two people did look good together.

They looked like a real family.

"Miss Susan, where is the wedding place?"

"How did Mr. Roger propose to you, Miss Susan?"

"Is there any good news to share with us?"

Originally, it was the press conference for 'The Same Place', but as soon as the question section came, all the reporters turned this TV series press conference into a wedding conference.

Because not only the reporters knew it, but also Susan and Roger knew it clearly. The press conference was supposed to be stunt.

"Oh my God. What's this?"

"Look, isn't it about what happened to Colin two days ago?"

"Is it really Benicio who did it?"

"Why does it appear here?"

Just a second ago, the good atmosphere was broken by what was shown on the screen.


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