Chapter 439 Does He Think He’s an Emperor?

Chloe did not feel Noah’s actions were anything out of the ordinary, assuming that he was carrying out Desmond’s task to gain more exposure to the industry.

Following in Scott’s footsteps, they entered a conference dining hall. Many people were seated around a large round table, none of whom Chloe recognized except for Joseph. Xavia was present too, sitting by his side as if she were his companion.

Chloe’s feet felt as if they were rooted to the spot. She could not move a single step forward and a self-deprecating expression spread across her face.

Having achieved his goal, Scott intentionally spoke up, “Mr. Joseph, Ms. Chloe is here. Mr. Noah, please have a seat wherever you like.”

Noah nodded and found an empty chair to sit in.

As Joseph caught sight of the two entering together, a slight frown darkened his handsome face. “Come here,” he commanded.

to him. If she sat there,

think he is? An emperor? Why would he want to

sense of rebellion surged within Chloe as the thought crossed her mind. Ignoring Joseph’s words, she chose to sit next to Noah instead, causing

sense the tension that hung

then.” Someone mustered the courage to play the peacemaker, urging the meeting to proceed.

serve the tea to everyone. The others took this for granted, treating their female companions as mere

in the professional world and did not feel much inside. After all, she had no intention of serving these men

cleavage. Joseph noticed this, but his gaze quickly shifted away, lingering

out a disdainful snort, barely

her composed and graceful demeanor. “Joe, have some tea. You must be parched,” she said.

a little thirsty and took a sip. Xavia watched as the tea entered his stomach, feeling a surge

of the drug would kick in. All she had to do now was wait quietly for Scott’s next move.

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