"Mom, what did you say?"
Chloe Simpson felt thunderstruck when she heard all this; she couldn’t believe her ears.
Although she had imagined countless tis in her mind what to do if Gabriella Dyer really intended harm against Alexander Johnson.
But when she actually heard this fact, she still couldn’t believe it.
"Chloe, are you okay? Are you alright? I know it’s hard to accept this truth, but since it has already happened, we can only accept it."
Seeing Chloe Simpson standing there dumbfounded without any reaction, Emily Sterling waved her hand in front of Chloe’s face.
"Yeah, I know, Mom, actually, I’ve thought about it countless tis in my heart. I just didn’t expect the truth would be like this. They say there’s no fault with parents under the sun. Why would Gabriella Dyer treat her son like this?"
Honestly, Chloe really couldn’t figure it out.
"Chloe, I know, you’ve been entangled with Jacob Johnson for a long ti, and now that he’s saved your life, you really want to save him, but you can see for yourself."
"It was Gabriella Dyer who took action; it was his own mother. Not to ntion the Johnson Family’s vast wealth and power, just the fact that Gabriella Dyer is Alexander Johnson’s mother makes it hard for anyone to believe that a mother would harm her own son."
"Even though we’ve found so evidence, this evidence could be easily overturned at any ti. This matter is not sothing we can handle, Chloe. Moreover, it’s Johnson Family’s private affairs, and we can’t interfere."
Emily Sterling knew that Chloe wanted to help Alexander Johnson, but realistically it wasn’t possible.
Who is Gabriella Dyer? There’s no way they could outmatch her.
Though the things Alexander Johnson did for Chloe were indeed moving for Emily Sterling, given the current situation, it’s really not suitable for them to get involved.
"Wait, Mom, what did you just say?"
As Chloe was feeling helpless, sothing Emily Sterling said sparked an idea.
"I said, this is not sothing we can handle; with just the little evidence we have, it won’t be useful. With the vast wealth and power of the Johnson Family, they can easily overturn it..." Emily Sterling continued.
"Not that sentence, Mom. There’s sothing else."
Chloe interrupted before she could finish.
"Oh, I said this is a matter for the Johnson Family, we can’t manage it. What’s wrong? Is there sothing wrong with what I said?"
Emily Sterling was full of doubts.
"Yes! That’s the sentence, Mom, you’re right. This is indeed a matter for the Johnson Family, and we can’t handle it. But the Johnson Family themselves can."
Chloe smiled excitedly.
"Exactly, Chloe, you are so smart. Why didn’t I think of that? Alexander Johnson is the sole heir to the Johnson Clan Group, and the Johnson Family isn’t just Mrs. Johnson. As long as this matter reaches the Johnson Family, others will surely take care of it."
Emily Sterling was so excited she slapped her thigh.
"That’s right, Mom. We actually don’t need to do anything, we just need to forward this evidence to the Johnson Family. Even if they don’t believe it, just being suspicious will not let them sit idly by."
Chloe took action imdiately. That night, she went to find the Old Sir of the Johnson Family’s contact information.
She sent the information Mr. Gold had found directly to the Old Sir, along with photos of the Central Peace Pavilion in the ICU, unconscious.
At 8 p.m., as the Old Sir of Johnson Family was preparing for bed, he received the ssage from Chloe.
The water cup in the Old Sir’s hand fell to the ground with a "crash."
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