The entire tenth floor was silent—there was no one there.
Located in the heart of the city, every floor of Reid Group maximized its value.
Yet, the tenth floor had no offices, no employees. Instead, it had been transformed into a private garden.
She felt as if she had stepped into a sea of roses, their fragrance overwhelming her senses. As Selina followed the path forward, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, as if struck awake by a blow to the head.
—In front of her stood an arched window, distinct from the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows on other floors. This window had a wooden frame, exuding a fresh and artistic charm. On its narrow, twenty-centimeter-wide sill sat a delicate vase.
Selina stared blankly at the scene before her, and then, a sudden realization hit her—the words from that note flashed through her mind:
"I’ll think about it. If I agree, I’ll put a rose in the vase by the window on the tenth floor."
So... this was that window?
A bit dazed, she pushed the window open and glanced down. Her mind seemed to slip into a trance, drawing her forward—
"Selina!"
A voice snapped her out of it, and in the next second, she felt her world spin as a jolt ran through her body!
She hadn’t even realized that she had leaned too far out the window—almost falling!
"Mrs. Reid, do you have any idea how dangerous that was?"
Smack! The sharp sound pulled Selina’s thoughts back into place.
She froze for two seconds, her face instantly flushing red, her eyes widening in shock.
"You—you—"
He had just... just spanked her!
Humiliation surged through her, and only then did she realize she was being held in his arms. The man’s large hand rested on her lower back before delivering another light slap.
"I told you to explore, not to jump."
Selina’s face burned. "I wasn’t!"
"Oh? Then what exactly was Mrs. Reid doing just now?"
Logan hadn’t intended to interfere, but the moment he saw her nearly fall, he had moved without a second thought.
Since the little one didn’t recognize danger, he’d just have to make sure she remembered this lesson.
Selina puffed out her cheeks. She truly hadn’t noticed she was about to fall—her mind had been flooded with a rush of unfamiliar memories. "I was just... Logan!"
His palm landed again, not too hard, not too light.
Blood rushed through her veins in embarrassment, and ultimately, shame won out. She clenched her teeth.
"I’m not a child! You—you can’t hit me there!"
She was pressed against his chest, and due to the positioning, her hips were slightly raised—just perfect for his reach.
Logan chuckled. "So, you’re saying if you’re not a child, I can’t hit you?"
Selina’s face turned redder than ever, her eyes darting around in panic. "Exactly!"
Her unreasonable tone amused him. "Little one, I saved you. Shouldn’t you thank me?"
The warmth in his voice made her heart quiver. It was an unfamiliar feeling—being treasured. She couldn’t tell if she liked it or not, but it left her heart tingling. Instinctively, she tried to escape.
Logan shifted slightly to adjust her position, but Selina took advantage of the gap—slipping right out of his arms.
"Mr. Reid, you’re impossible! I—I’m leaving!"
Logan paused, watching as she fled in embarrassment. A slow, knowing smile curled on his lips.
After she disappeared, he turned back, his gaze settling on the vase sitting on the window sill.
The person from four years ago had been found. The rose he had waited for all these years had never arrived.
And now, he no longer needed it.
"Have someone remove the vase."
...
As soon as Selina stepped out of the elevator, she bumped into someone with a loud thud.
Luke gasped, "Wow, your face is so red! Selina, don’t tell me you and Logan were up to something... inappropriate in the office again?"
Selina abruptly stopped in her tracks, turned on her heels, and changed the subject. "No!"
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