The secretary had been with Joshua Sulliven for quite some time, but precisely because of this, it proved his caution and attention to detail: "Young Master Sulliven."
"Do you think it will wither tomorrow?"
The secretary was momentarily startled, looking up at the blue enchantress bouquet on the table, not reacting immediately.
What did Young Master Sulliven just ask?
Joshua's eyebrows furrowed with dissatisfaction, looking at the secretary. Sensing that cold gaze, the secretary finally came to his senses, shivering and making a composed reply: "It shouldn't. These blue enchantresses were not only freshly picked, but they were also preserved during air transportation. According to their normal flowering period, even if they are not well-tended, they should last at least half a month..."
"Enough," Joshua interrupted impatiently.
