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Chapter 809 Mr. Joseph, Don’t You Feel Lonely?

Chapter 809 Mr. Joseph, Don’t You Feel Lonely?

Chloe suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, wondering how she had never noticed his shamelessness. "Shut up. Clara will be heading this way soon."

"Even better if she does." Joseph adjusted his clothes, showing a trace of cold indifference.

Chloe blinked and pointed to the side. She said with a touch of mischief in her tone, "I'll be right over there enjoying the show."

A faint smile played on Joseph's lips. "Good girl."

Chloe tiptoed to the side and crouched down.

"Oh, you’re here, Mr. Joseph!" Clara's surprised voice soon rang out.

"Yes? You’re looking for me?"

"No, we just happened to bump into each other. Fate must’ve brought us together." Despite Joseph's silence and refusal to acknowledge her, Clara feigned care and continued, "There can be many mosquitoes around here at night. Here, let me spray some mosquito repellent on you."

did not stop her. Chloe could tell he was holding his breath to

it." Joseph suddenly grabbed the spray bottle, directed its nozzle toward the unsuspecting Clara, and

Clara let out a startled cry, unable to evade

by the darkness of night, Joseph's frigid demeanor was less noticeable as he gazed at Clara with icy detachment. "What’s with the panic? Did someone ruffle

mouth, Clara shifted to a coquettish expression. "No... It's just that the stuff in the spray bottle is a little cold. I don’t

both of them more involved. Clara mused over the

hand in a gesture of refusal, asking, "What are you trying

heightened state, she imagined that he must be experiencing something similar. She cast aside all

crossing his features. "Do you genuinely wish to be with

"Yes!"

that room over there, Room

he handed to her, recognizing that it was for one of the guest rooms prepared by the royal family for tonight's party attendees. As she comprehended his intent, her gaze filled with flirtatiousness.

desires. But at least he was

mouth and nose, wary of inhaling the lingering spray.

wish, the

was taken aback,

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