Chloe Simpson saw the trending topic and froze abruptly.
In an instant, the words Alexander Johnson said to her that drunken night flashed vividly before her eyes.
"Who’s really forcing who? Do you have any idea how many years I’ve been searching for you? How many years I’ve waited for you?"
The video in the trending post continued playing, showing reporters questioning Alexander Johnson.
"Young Master Johnson, surely you must know that you and Miss Wilson are a perfect match, a union made in heaven. The entire Kyohai is envious of you two! We’re all waiting for so sweet monts!"
"Oh, right, there’s one more thing that we, the gossip-hungry crowd, are dying to know. Rumor has it that you and Miss Wilson have known each other since childhood, being childhood sweethearts who’d secretly admired each other for years."
"After news of your engagent broke, we’ve all been waiting eagerly. Is it true? You must give us an answer today!"
After the reporter finished speaking, Alexander Johnson and Selene Wilson exchanged glances. The passion in their locked gaze was unmistakable for anyone paying attention.
Alexander Johnson aptly responded, "What do you think?"
In matters like this, not denying was essentially confirmation.
As the heir and eldest young master of the Johnson Clan Group, Alexander Johnson had faced situations like this innurable tis—he surely knew what implications his words carried.
Chloe Simpson listened to Alexander’s reply, staring at the screen showing the golden couple, and suddenly felt a faint bitterness rise within her.
Her gaze fixated on the woman with a radiant smile blooming on the screen.
When the video finished playing, the next one automatically began, featuring Selene Wilson.
It spoke of Selene, the eldest daughter of the overseas investnt giant Wilson Clan Group.
The video detailed how outstanding this woman was, her many talents, and her extraordinary aptitude in business, along with countless other praises.
Chloe Simpson sat there clutching her phone, her gaze glued to the screen for a long ti.
It seed as if she was looking at Selene Wilson. Or perhaps she was thinking about Alexander Johnson. Or maybe her mind was blank, lost in nothingness.
After quite a while, she finally put down her phone and let out a bitter laugh.
Chloe, what’s wrong with you?
Are you feeling upset?
No, what right does she have to feel upset?
After all, she had rely borrowed 1 million from Alexander Johnson and made a deal with him using her own body.
How could she possibly feel upset?
Hadn’t she been longing all this ti for just one thing—to escape Alexander Johnson?
Now it had finally co true. Alexander Johnson was about to get engaged, and the other party was his childhood sweetheart, soone he had secretly admired for years.
Presumably, he wouldn’t bother her again anyti soon.
At least she’d finally have so peace.
As for that faint bitterness in her heart earlier, it must’ve been from the sudden shock of the news—she was caught off guard.
Or maybe it was envy of Selene Wilson.
Envy of being able to be with her childhood sweetheart, of being with the person she loved.
Whereas she and Lucas Hughes...
For so reason, in that mont, Chloe suddenly rembered the old saying: everything is fate, and hardly anything is up to us.
Though she’d never believed in anything like destined fate between her and Lucas, now, she couldn’t really co up with a better explanation.
Just as she was brooding, Nanny King’s knocking ca from the door: "Miss Simpson, I’ve prepared breakfast; it’s on the table. Don’t forget to eat."
"Mm, alright."
Chloe nodded, glanced at the ti, and realized she was nearly late for work. She hurriedly freshened up and went downstairs for breakfast.
But for the entire day to follow, she found herself distracted, out of sorts.
Scenes from Alexander Johnson and Selene Wilson’s engagent video kept popping into her mind.
Her job in the ergency departnt was already exhausting, and now she kept losing focus. She had to force herself to concentrate every mont, making the day all the more tiring.
By the end of her shift, she was utterly drained.
When she returned ho at night, she didn’t even want to freshen up—she just wanted to collapse onto the bed and sleep until morning.
But the mont she lay down, Alexander Johnson pushed open the door.
Sumr nights were warm, and Chloe, feeling hot, had unbuttoned her shirt.
"What’s this? You’ve been reflecting these past few days and now you’re greeting so proactively?"
The mont Alexander stepped in, he saw Chloe’s partially unbuttoned shirt, a glimpse of her alluring chest teasingly revealing itself.
"Why has the young master returned? Shouldn’t you be with your fiancée?"
Chloe froze for an instant and blurted out in disbelief.
She truly hadn’t anticipated that Alexander would suddenly return.
After all, she had just watched the intimate engagent video of him and Selene Wilson that morning.
Shouldn’t he be deeply engrossed with Miss Wilson right now?
"Woman, are you jealous?"
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