Chapter 913
Chapter 913:
Erica glanced at Yelena’s luxurious villa and declined. “No, thanks. I live in the suburbs, quite a drive away. I should head back. Maybe next time p>
“Alright then.” Before Yelena could respond further, Erica revved her bike’s engine and sped away.
Yelena stood holding the orchid, pondering the day’s interactions.
“Yelena, was that your friend who just left? Why didn’t you invite her in for a bit?” Donna inquired as Yelena entered.
“She’s quite reserved, feeling a bit shy,” Yelena explained.
Donna’s attention abruptly shifted to the pot of orchids Yelena was holding, her expression turning to one of surprise.
“Yelena, that’s p>
“Do you see something wrong with the flowers?” Yelena asked, examining the orchids with a calm demeanor.
Donna speculated that Yelena was unaware of the orchids’ rarity, explaining her calm reaction. “Yelena, are you certain these orchids were from your friend? Could they have been mixed up with others p>
“No mix-up,” Yelena assured her. “Her father cultivated many, but these were specially reserved for us despite having sold the rest this season p>
At that, Donna excitedly said, “Callum, you need to see this p>
At the time, Callum was deeply engrossed in a chess game with Cayson, oblivious to the conversation.
Responding to Donna’s call, Callum set aside his chess piece and approached. “What is it, dear p>
“Look at these orchids,” Donna said.
What was so unique about these flowers that Donna was this stirred?
Callum inspected the orchids and was momentarily speechless, his jaw dropping in awe.
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Regaining his poise after a brief pause, Callum cleared his throat and attempted to maintain composure.
Finding his voice, he explained, “The elegance of these orchids is in their simplicity and the unique shape and color. The original grower spent years perfecting them, and their rarity has made them highly coveted. Each of these orchids has claimed the top prize at numerous prestigious floral shows, making them sought-after treasures. I remember once trying to secure them for you at an auction, but I was outbid. Even when I offered a higher price afterward, the buyer refused to sell. It puzzled me at the time—there was this unassuming person, ready to spend fifteen million on these very orchids. Despite my higher bid, he remained firm in his refusal. Subsequently, I visited the grower’s farm, hoping to purchase some directly, only to learn they were already booked out for the foreseeable future. Never did I imagine they’d end up here, in our own house p>
Donna said, “Yes, they were a gift from Yelena’s friend. Her father cultivates them for sale, yet she set aside this particular pot for us, knowing our fondness for flowers p>
“We should ensure they receive the best care,” Callum replied, and then turned to Yelena. “Given the thoughtfulness of your friend’s gift, it’s appropriate we show our gratitude. I’ll ask Sebastian to arrange some gifts as well p>
Yelena agreed, recognizing the importance of reciprocating such a thoughtful gesture.
“Did your friend mention any specific care instructions for these rare orchids?” Callum inquired further.
“Perhaps it’s wise to consider hiring a professional gardener. It would be unfortunate if they didn’t survive under our care,” Callum suggested.