Chapter 179 Twelve Roses
- Annalise walked with a spring in her step as she chimed in, “I think I'm the one you should be thanking. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't even be receiving roses.”
- “Mrs. Jundt, when are you going to give us roses too? We're envious of the ones in Mr. Jundt's hand,” Harold teased.
- Is someone trying to steal my roses? Claudio shot his assistant a sharp look.