CHAPTER 566

The man, crafted from lights, striding over skyscrapers, extended a bouquet of flowers to a girl.

The lights shifted, morphing into the words, "I Love You."

The girl accepted the flowers, and they embraced.

The lights formed another word: "Rose."

Passersby stopped and captured the moment with their smartphones, speculating about the girl's identity and her extraordinary luck.

To be able to commandeer the McMillian Corporation's skyscrapers for such a romantic display was astonishing.

As the car traversed through the city streets, Rosemary watched one dazzling light show after another, each unique in its presentation.

Finally, they arrived at a resort owned by the McMillian Corporation.

The place had been transformed into a sea of flowers. Hundreds of pink heart-shaped balloons, three stories high, floated above the flower bed, tethered by strings. The flower sea stretched as far as the eye could see.