Chapter 200 How Bold of Him to Pursue Joseph’s Woman

“Do you know her?” Ellie asked.

“Chloe used to work at Baxon, and I had always desired a taste of her,” Maurice said.

This caused Ellie to pause in surprise. She had never expected Chloe to have worked for Baxon, and it seemed to her that Maurice held a strong interest in her. “Find a way to arrange a meeting with her quickly. I don’t care what you do, but I need a few photos as evidence,” she said.

Maurice replied, “Arranging a meeting with Chloe won’t be easy. She’s wary of me.”

“You want me to help you?” Ellie questioned.

“Let’s not frame it as helping or not helping. If you help me, you’ll benefit too.”

Ellie contemplated for a brief moment, her mind filled with vivid images of a future where Chloe’s reputation was completely destroyed, leaving her unable to pose any competition. A wave of pleasure surged through Ellie, engulfing her with a sense of satisfaction.

“All right then, but it’ll cost you more,” Elie agreed.

*

at Fairlight, several days passed without her reemerging. The Johnsons seemed to have

into a tranquil rhythm as if turning over a new leaf. Yet,

not simply appear before her without reason, just as she would not genuinely withdraw from Joseph’s life for no apparent cause. Even if Chloe tried to overlook Xavia’s peculiar behavior and

why Xavia had not stayed away in the first place.

stirred up trouble. They had come close to achieving their desired outcomes on two occasions, only to have Chloe thwart their plans.

and treacherous nature, Chloe could not believe she would endure the humiliation of being showered with rotten eggs. Was it possible that Ava was

VIP seat, Joseph glanced below

was deliberate or unintentional, Chloe fell precisely within his line of sight. She had her eyes

floated in the air. She had opted for light and natural makeup today, and her sky–blue round–collar short dress accentuated

times, then relaxed them. She shook her head, then nodded slightly, clearly lost in a daydream. She did not even notice when her pen fell from her hand,

pick it up.

pen, his fingertips grazed her hand, and intentionally, he grasped her palm, as if examining

lips parted, and he uttered her

He humbly looked at him, awaiting further instructions. Amid the crowd, Chloe was bewildered as she looked toward Joseph, pointing to herself with her finger. ‘Was he

off,”

an undeniable aura of intimidation that sent a chill down everyone’s spine. Suddenly, everyone in the room became hyper focused, devoting themselves wholeheartedly

to handle such moments. While she wore an expression of embarrassment on her face, her response remained calm, “Yes, Mr. Joseph.” Her ability to remain unruffled

a woman destined

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