Chapter 430: Blue Roses in the Trash

Elias Mercer cleared his throat, the tips of his ears tinged pink. "Professor Marsh said... the lab always welcomes you back."

Clara Whitmore tilted her head. "When did Professor Marsh say that?"

"Last Wednesday," he answered instinctively.

"Oh—" Clara drew out the syllable. "So you've been keeping that to yourself for a whole week?"

Elias fled in defeat.

Clara watched his retreating figure, her eyes crinkling with amusement.

The sunlight was warm, the breeze gentle.

She decided to go home and clean that afternoon.

Just as she reached the school gates, Clara paused.

Grant Holloway stood at the entrance, dressed in a tailored suit, holding an extravagant bouquet of blue roses.

"It's that rich heir again!"

"He switched to blue roses this time. Must've cost a fortune."

"If someone that handsome chased me, I'd say yes in a heartbeat!"

Whispers followed her.

Clara frowned and turned away.

She had already rejected him clearly.

Cleaning could wait.

Grant waited for two hours before laughing bitterly at himself.

He walked toward the trash bin.

"Such expensive flowers. What a waste to throw them away."

Sabrina Ford stood before him in a white dress.

"None of your business," Grant said coldly.

Sabrina's smile froze.

She had dressed up carefully today, only to be met with indifference.

"You're right. It's none of my business," she said, quickly regaining her composure. "But I can still think it's a waste, can't I?"

Grant smirked.

Right in front of her, he shoved the roses into the bin.

"If you want them, dig them out."

His back was unyielding as he walked away.

Sabrina stared at the blue roses in the trash, a glint of intrigue flashing in her eyes.