Chloe heard Alexander’s voice, and only then did she snap out of it and lower her hand.
She looked at Alexander’s furious expression and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Ha, of course. Alexander Johnson, I’m not you! You’re the Young Master of the richest family in the Capital Circle, the Eldest Young Master of the Johnson Family. You’re destined to inherit the entire Johnson empire! Of course, you wouldn’t care!"
"Even if your reputation is in tatters, even if you’re infamous, because of your status, you could casually wave your hand and countless won would throw themselves at you."
"And ? I’m just an ordinary citizen who only wants to live a steady, quiet life. Besides, when it cos to relationships between n and won, inequality has always existed."
"You n cheat, and for you, it’s often just a fleeting indulgence, an isolated mistake. In the eyes of society, people are so forgiving. But for won, it’s completely different. If a woman cheats, she’d be greeted with endless slander."
"Stuff like being called promiscuous, unable to resist temptation, clearly an unruly and restless type—soone who looks pure on the surface but is secretly depraved. Compared to n, these accusations feel like torture being inflicted upon us with every word."
As Chloe spoke, tears began to well up in her eyes, silently streaming down her cheeks, one drop after the other.
"Chloe, you were the one who got drunk last night and begged to take you! And now... Well done, Chloe. You’re absolutely right. As the Eldest Young Master of the Johnson Family, I’ve never lacked won. Next ti, even if you die right in front of , I won’t spare you a single glance!"
At that mont, Alexander’s mind was preoccupied with the thought that, if the man Chloe had been with was Lucas Hughes, she would undoubtedly be beaming with happiness.
As for him, as the dignified Eldest Young Master of the Johnson Family—even if he was a bastard child—he couldn’t possibly comprehend the kind of pain Chloe was feeling now.
After saying this, he stood up, put on his clothes, and slamd the door shut as he left.
Chloe, hearing the sound of Alexander slamming the door on his way out, remained seated, silently choking on her sobs.
Yes, last night she had indeed been pathetic enough to beg Alexander to take her ho, to ask him for this.
That uncontrollable, elusive sense of desire—she could still feel it so vividly even now.
She wept bitterly with a wry smile, reaching out to slap herself hard several tis.
Chloe Simpson, if next ti you still can’t control yourself, then you might as well just go and end it all!
As she wallowed in regret, teetering on the brink of despair, Lucas Hughes was, at that very mont, in a hotel room, watching the video he had recorded of her and Alexander together. Thrilled, he began to touch himself.
Chloe knew absolutely nothing about this, about any of it.
She sat there slumped on the bed, tornted inwardly, consud with pain, wishing she could kill herself!
Then her phone rang again—it was a call from Ansun Hospital.
She thought it might be urgent, perhaps sothing serious requiring her to rush over and support the ergency departnt.
But it turned out to be the neurology departnt calling about her mother Emily Sterling’s earlier examination results. There were so minor issues, and they asked her to co to the hospital.
"Alright, I’ll head over now."
Chloe nodded quickly, dropping her self-loathing and hurriedly washing up before rushing to the hospital.
Forty minutes later, Chloe arrived at Ansun Hospital.
But before she managed to step inside, two towering, burly n blocked her path the mont she got out of the taxi.
"Miss Simpson, our Madam wishes to see you."
"Tell your Madam I have an urgent matter at the hospital. I don’t have ti for this."
At the ntion of "Madam," Chloe imdiately thought of Gabriella Dyer, Alexander’s mother. But she was anxious to check on her mother’s examination results and had no ti to deal with Gabriella.
After all, she had just had a huge fight with Alexander monts ago.
"Miss Simpson, the Madam said it would only take a few minutes and wouldn’t delay you for long."
Yet the two burly n showed no intention of letting her pass.
They were polite, but their deanor threatened that if she refused, they’d resort to force imdiately.
The Johnson Family in Kyohai had wealth and influence—there was nothing they couldn’t do.
"Fine, lead the way."
Chloe frowned but ultimately conceded.
It was only a few minutes, and still near the hospital—surely it wouldn’t be anything serious.
Guided by the two burly n, Chloe arrived at a nearby café.
By the ti she got there, Gabriella had already ordered coffee.
"Miss Simpson, I wasn’t sure what you like to drink, so I ordered sothing I personally enjoy for you as well."
Gabriella seed far more courteous today compared to last ti.
"Mrs. Johnson, I’m in a rush to get to the hospital. I don’t drink coffee. Please get to the point."
But Chloe had no interest in exchanging false niceties with her.
"Alright, Miss Simpson, straight to business. I actually don’t have much to say today—just the sa issue as last ti. I hope you’ll divorce your husband as soon as possible."
"Last ti I was rude; I’ve deeply reflected on my behavior. This ti, Miss Simpson, I’m here to show my sincerity. Here’s a card—ten million. And if you can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau today and finalize the divorce, I’ll add an extra million."
Gabriella’s determination made her position abundantly clear.
Money—a truly remarkable thing. Isn’t there a saying that money makes the world go round?
After all, who doesn’t love money in this world?
Chloe looked at Gabriella’s lofty, confident expression and couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
Money, huh?
She wants to crush her with money? Ha, alright then!
Everyone says the Johnson Family is the wealthiest in Kyohai—well, she’s going to see just how rich this Kyohai magnate truly is!
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