Chapter 834: Interview

Oh, my God!

It's a bed covered with fresh rose petals!

They seem to cling to bright dewdrops!

They're winking at her mischievously, like little stars.

And her shallow breaths are completely overtaken by the fragrance of those rose petals...

She almost immediately forgets why she has come here.

The next second.

She kicks off her little boots, closes her eyes, opens her arms, and blissfully falls back onto the bed of roses—

So comfortable!

So soft!

Such thick rose petals!

There must be at least ten thousand roses beneath her!

For she can no longer feel the existence of the mattress, below her spine, it's entirely the rose petals that support her, providing a soft and gentle touch...

"Arthur, what's all this for?" she can't help but wonder.

But then she sees that all-too-familiar handsome face, giving her a wicked smile, "Hello, Miss Elena, the journalist."

"Mr. Arthur..."