His Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 1539: The Concern from Distant Relatives and Acquain

Chapter 1539

Just as the atmosphere was about to drop below freezing, he nodded slightly and said, "Let’s all sit down."

You couldn’t tell whether he was happy or not from his expression, but at least he wasn’t angry, and he didn’t show any disrespect.

Everyone sighed in relief.

Chloe Collins saw a flicker of tears in Wanda Wesley’s eyes, the tears of joy and emotion.

She was happy for her.

Dinner began, and groups of people sat down and began their conversations.

Chloe was dragged off to sit with the older won, while Alexander Foster was "kicked" off to the neighboring table, which was made up of all n.

n drink, won chat.

Just as she sat down, Chloe overheard her cousin say, "Uncle didn’t seem to like this young lady before; did he think she was not a match for Cain?"

"I’ve already looked into it, this girl’s parents are divorced, and she cos from a poor family background. Her upbringing was very hard, completely different from Cain’s."

"That’s good in a way, complentary. Cain has always been surrounded by love; having soone like this in his life now, will show him how to love others."

"So, what does this young lady do for a living?"

"Isn’t she from the sa school as Chloe, Capitol University? Nothing can go wrong with that kind of intellect! Right, Chloe?"

Chloe, who was quietly having her al, smiled slightly and nodded.

"That’s good! She’s smarter than Cain. I was worried he wouldn’t find a smart wife!"

"You guys are so outdated! Let tell you, this Miss Wesley owns a successful restaurant, the important thing is, she’s a senior civil servant!"

"Well, isn’t that sothing! She just graduated and she’s already a senior civil servant. Cain has really snagged a big one!"

"Whoa, that’s not accurate. Cain isn’t half-bad either; he’s a famous singer, an army man, with a legion of fans. Do you know how many people are appealing to him daily to return to the music scene?"

"Oh, isn’t Miss Wesley’s full na Wanda Wesley? I knew she sounded familiar. I rember now, her na was in one of Cain’s songs."

"Ah, it’s the song titled Miss Wesley! I rember now!"

"Wow, Cain is pretty romantic. I underestimated him."

...

Once won get together, the chat just keeps flowing.

Chloe was occasionally brought into their talk and she would reply casually.

She thought this was fine, doable, considering it wasn’t a frequent occurrence, and she should maintain these social niceties.

However, little did she know, the topic would shift, and the focus would be on her.

The main topic was about having children.

You should have kids early, be careful about certain things, a good-looking child and so on.

At that mont, her savior arrived.

Her beloved phone, it rang.

"Excuse , I need to take this call."

She conveniently rose, casting an eye around.

Alexander Foster at the neighboring table wasn’t faring much better, as he was being pulled into drinking gas by his male relatives.

Although he remained calm and composed, the drinks were being poured one after another.

She smirked, then walked towards a quieter area to answer her call.

The incoming call was from an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Beep-"

A piercing sound ca through the speaker, almost causing Chloe to drop her phone.

"Who’s this?"

"At 7:40, the station, a bomb will detonate."

The voice was void of emotion, it was a robotic voice!

"Who sent you and why are you contacting ?" She quickly composed herself.

The other party didn’t say anything else, just repeated the sa sentence.

Chloe’s heart clenched, she glanced at the ti, it was already 7:39!