Only Chloe still thought Alexander was throwing a tantrum because of the trending topic.
Completely oblivious, she added, "Fine, I’ll leave right now. Alexander, don’t worry, I promise I’ll find a way to resolve the trending issue appropriately."
With that, Chloe hurriedly dragged Lucas away.
She was genuinely terrified that Lucas might suffer from so unjust calamity due to her, becoming a target of Alexander’s cruelty.
She didn’t for one mont consider that Alexander was acting this way because he cared for her, because she’d explained to Lucas that the child wasn’t Alexander’s.
In his office, Alexander stared at the sight of Chloe pulling Lucas away in a hurry and slamd his fist onto the desk.
Damn it! If the child isn’t his, whose is it?
That night, it was Lucas, that bastard, who drugged her.
It was Alexander who managed to arrive just in ti to save her.
If it hadn’t been for him, given Lucas’s twisted tendencies—he couldn’t even perform as a man—no one knew how far he’d devolved into depravity. Who knows what tornt Lucas might’ve subjected Chloe to by now.
Alexander had saved her that night, treated her with such care and gentleness, and afterward kept silent for fear of hurting her feelings.
And yet this woman?
What did she do? Huh?!
Alexander’s fury at this mont was like magma ready to erupt, uncontrollable and boundless.
Even the desk cracked under the force, with its splintered wood piercing his flesh.
Blood flowed freely, shocking and horrifying in its intensity.
But he didn’t feel any pain at all.
"Eldest Young Master, your hand!"
Jack rushed forward in alarm upon seeing the scene.
"Eldest Young Master, why are you doing this? Miss Simpson doesn’t know anything yet, why get angry at her?"
"You know about her lost mory. Didn’t you say it yourself? You have to proceed step by step, thodically, no rushing."
"As for the trending topic, it has nothing to do with Miss Simpson to begin with. The fact that it rose so quickly, so ferociously, and reached the top in such a short amount of ti clearly indicates there’s soone behind the scenes orchestrating it."
Jack couldn’t care less about propriety anymore upon seeing Alexander hurt himself. He decided to lay everything out, even if it got him killed.
After saying his piece, he was ready to face Alexander’s storm of fury, no matter what.
As long as Alexander stopped harming himself, that’s all that mattered.
Surprisingly, after hearing Jack’s words, Alexander didn’t lash out again and instead cald down quickly.
"What did you just say?"
Jack was taken aback and instinctively replied, "I said Miss Simpson lost her mory, and—"
Alexander interrupted, "Not that. The part after!"
"I said the trending topic must have soone driving it behind the scenes. Otherwise, it couldn’t have reached the top so quickly in such a short span of ti?"
Jack hesitated before repeating his previous statent.
"Exactly!"
Alexander narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed his anger, beginning to analyze calmly.
Indeed, it was only this morning, an hour ago, that he had received Lucas’s call notifying him that Chloe was pregnant.
And yet this information was exposed online so quickly, not only leaked but climbing to the top of the trending topics in practically no ti. There had to be soone behind this.
So... this person...
Gabriella Dyer! Selene Wilson!
Alexander mulled it over and could only think of these two people. Apart from them, there was no one else.
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