At the foot of the apartnt block, Alexander Johnson leaned against his car, smoking cigarette after cigarette. Just then, his phone rang.
He pulled out his phone and saw a ssage from Emily Sterling. Before he could reply, Chloe Simpson ca rushing out of the apartnt building.
"Jack, proceed as planned."
He took a deep breath and instructed Jack Woods, who was in the car.
"What? Oh, alright!"
Jack was montarily taken aback. After a brief pause, he gathered himself and quickly made a phone call to his n.
"Everything goes according to the original plan, move out!"
An hour later, Chloe was brought to Alexander Johnson’s villa.
"Eldest Young Master, on the way to bringing Miss Simpson here, she kept resisting and struggling incessantly. She even scread like crazy, so there was no other option but to knock her out."
Jack Woods explained to Alexander, looking at Chloe, who was lying unconscious on the bed.
"I understand. You can leave now."
Alexander frowned slightly and nodded.
He had personally witnessed how crazy Chloe beca after being drugged by Lucas Hughes.
"Are you sure you want to be alone with her?" Jack asked again, concerned.
"It’s fine, you can go." Alexander said, frowning, never taking his eyes off Chloe, who was unconscious on the bed.
"Alright, I’ll be leaving now, Eldest Young Master. If anything cos up, just give a call."
Jack, seeing Alexander in his current state, said no more and left.
After Jack left, Alexander did not sleep at all that night. He just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking constantly without stopping.
His mind was filled with everything that had happened since reuniting with Chloe.
And everything that happened in his childhood.
By the ti day broke the next morning, the ground was littered with cigarette butts.
When Jack arrived with breakfast, he saw the floor covered with cigarette butts and was taken aback, his nose stinging with emotion, he walked over.
"Eldest Young Master, you didn’t rest at all last night? You can’t go on like this, your health will fail. I brought breakfast, have so and then get so rest. I’ll watch over Miss Simpson."
Jack placed the breakfast on the table and began to clean up the cigarette butts on the floor.
As he swept, his eyes reddened.
He had followed Alexander for so many years and had not seen him like this since the ti Alexander was kidnapped as a child.
And Chloe still...
Alexander glanced at Chloe on the bed, then at the breakfast Jack placed on the table, about to take a step towards it.
Jack was right, he indeed couldn’t afford to collapse.
But before he reached the table, Chloe opened her eyes and woke up.
"Alexander Johnson! Why am I here?"
That night, Chloe felt as though she had a long, long dream in which she dread of being kidnapped.
To her shock, after waking up, she saw herself at Alexander Johnson’s place.
"Alexander Johnson, was it you who sent people to kidnap ?"
She spoke without waiting for Alexander’s reply and continued.
"Miss Simpson, what are you talking about? How could it be the Eldest Young Master who kidnapped you? Last night, indeed, you were kidnapped by soone, but we don’t know who. The Eldest Young Master and I happened to pass by and saw it, so we saved you. Now, the Eldest Young Master has sent people to investigate, and there will soon be results."
Jack quickly explained with the broom in his hand.
"Heh, saying you saved sounds better than singing. Do you think I would believe you? Alexander Johnson, it was you who kidnapped . You’re determined to make leave Lucas, you want to have ."
"I’m telling you, you’d better let go now, or I’ll die right in front of you."
Chloe’s emotions beca intense instantly. She swept her eyes around the room, saw a water glass, smashed it with a crack, picked up a shard, and pressed it against her neck.
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