Toxic Obsession: Massimo Maxence (Emperor Series, #2) ✔️

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

THE GLOOMY morning set foot in Lord Araullo's mansion. He doesn't know if he should be happy for the flowers surrounding his house or annoyed because they come from the Emperor and the fact that they're both after the same girl. He sighed when the image of his backyard full of flowers flashed in his mind.

"Flowers again?" Lord Araullo asked as he stared at the bunch of flowers almost filling his mansion. Brielle received another bunch of different and fresh flowers from the Emperor so early in the morning. "You could have your own flower shop, Xara."

Brielle nodded shyly; embarrassment was evident on her face. "I'm sorry, my Lord. I asked the Emperor to stop sending flowers, but he won't stop. I promise to handle this sooner. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience."
 
"You could grow a flower shop with those, Xara, I swear." Lord Araullo smiled bitterly.

Brielle laughed awkwardly. "I'm planning to sell them, my Lord. It hurts me to see the flowers farther away in the backyard. It's better to see them grow in someone else's house than be dumped in a trash bin. Once I finish my contract here and find a new house, I'll be selling these flowers since the Emperor don't want them back in the palace."

Lord Araullo smiled bitterly and said, "You don't have to find a new house, you can just stay here until you— grow old, yeah?" He smiled. "And is it possible for you to stop receiving flowers from him? Am I not providing you enough?"

Brielle stood stunned before him. "My Lord?"

Lord Araullo sighed, "Never mind. I've got to meet someone today. If the Emperor do not stop sending you this crap, I'm going to have to talk to him in person."

"I'm sorry, my Lord..." Brielle's eyes widened; the fear in her eyes was evident, but Lord Araullo couldn't take it anymore. He's trying so hard to grab Brielle's attention, and yet he's getting no attention from her. He should be more strict if he wants to get a hold of her.

"See you later, Brielle." Lord Araullo spoke softly and walked away. He saw Brielle bow before he left.

He clenched his fist. Fuck, the plan is not working very well. If he only knew this could still happen, he would have been more strict. It's still fresh in his memory, the day when Lady Sylvia came to approach him with a crappy plan and he agreed. It was a fine sunny day, and he was working at the archive room when the lady appeared.
 
"Greetings, my Lord!" Lady Sylvia said.

Lord Araullo put his note down to look at her. "You're here. I'm busy, so spill." He said and continued working.

He knew the concubine was plotting something for the Emperor, but he couldn't care less. He overheard her talking to an elder. But that's not his business, so he just fucked off.

"My Lord, I'm here because I know you have an idea about my plans. And I'm here to form an affiliation with you. I have a plan." She said.

Lord Araullo stopped writing and looked at the lady. He inquired. "What are you talking about, Lady Sylvia?"

The Lady smirked, "You like that servant, right? But the Emperor has an eye on her. Well then, let's team up, my Lord. You'll get the servant, and I'll have the Emperor's attention."

"Are you sick? You're that desperate, huh?" Lord Araullo spat. He wouldn't dare go against the Emperor. He tried joking about the servant in the palace one time, and he was threatened for fuck's sake.