A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased

Chapter 225

The guests entered the venue in succession, getting ready to take part in the auction.

Chloe, retreating from the media’s glare, sought solace in the corridor.

“Young Mistress!” Jordan hastened to her side, his eyes filled with concern. “Are you okay?”

“They’re just a few pesky reporters. What can they do? How big of a splash can they make?”

“You shouldn’t be here with me right now. You should go to the place and look after them,” Chloe said, her brow furrowing.

“But… I’m concerned about you.”

Jordan’s voice was so anxious that it was hoarse. “Those reporters came ready to cause trouble! They’re trying to make you look bad by pointing out our mistakes!”

“Isn’t this to be expected? You’re organizing a charity event. Don’t tell me reporters are coming to give you accolades?”

Chloe crossed her arms in front of her chest, her expression calm. “Furthermore, thère’s nothing wrong with what they asked, is there? It was my own oversight in management that gave me the opportunity to be pecked by some beautiful poultry. That can’t be blamed on anyone else.”

It was a stunningly beautiful poultry.

Jordan’s mind conjured up an image of Aubree and her daughter.

“Nevertheless, I don’t concur with one thing. Those reporters were dispatched here by someone, yet they didn’t ruin me. They arrived to assist me.”

Chloe leaned against the wall, her fingertips lightly grazing her arm, and said, “Let Skyler take pride in herself.”

“What I excel at is making her soar high and then suffer a devastating loss when her adversary believes they have the world at their fingertips. Hehe, intriguing!”

Jordan looked at the Young Lady’s eyes darkening gradually and shivered, realizing she was as ruthless as President Thorp.

This rose was beautiful yet poisonous, with its thorns.

Jordan, the general manager’s secretary, had to hastily arrange the meeting arrangements, so he scurried back like a wisp of

smoke.

Chloe had worked tirelessly all day for the event, having only water for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

She collapsed onto the sofa, ravenous, kicking off her high heels to reveal her white feet.

Curling up pitifully, her stomach twitched with hunger.

“I’m famished… I’m absolutely famished…”

Chloe weakly moaned and her eyes slowly shut.

Suddenly, she caught a whiff of the mellow scent of chocolate and frantically sniffed the air.

She thought she was hungry and had an illusion, her small, hooked nose twitching like a cute puppy’s as she sniffed the air.

“What’s that smell? Are you not eating?”

A deep and magnetic voice sounded, its tone low and cold, like a chunk of ice.

Chloe’s heart trembled as she abruptly opened her eyes.

Her startled, contracted eyes locked with Joseph’s gloomy, star-filled gaze.

Needless to say, these beautiful eyes of hers had an indescribable lethality, no matter when or where.

Chloe was reclining on the sofa, her gaze fixed on Joseph who knelt before her, a chocolate cup cake in his hand.

Her hands clenched involuntarily, covering her hollow stomach.

Joseph had never bowed to her in the three years they had been married.

That time when Chloe was in love with him and rushed to him like a moth to a flame, she was the crying, wronged, and lowly person.

Her thoughts drifting up and down, her eyes quietly reddening and her breathing becoming chaotic, she was overwhelmed.

Joseph kept his kneeling position. After a long pause with no response from her, he slightly furrowed his brows and asked, “Didn’t you say you were hungry? Why aren’t you eating?”

“This is your favorite, chocolate flavor. Don’t worry, it’s not toxic.”

“I won’t eat it.”.

Chloe’s throat was blocked by an inexplicable emotion of sadness and wrongedness.

“I heard from Aunt Gill that your tummy has never been very robust. It can be uncomfortable if you don’t eat for too long.” “I emphatically declared, ‘I will not eat it!””

Pa!

Chloe, with red eyes, suddenly waved her hand and the cake in Joseph’s hand flew away!

“Chloe! You!”

The cake plummeted to the ground far away, shattering into pieces.

Joseph’s eyes were wide open, and a fire of disappointment rushed through his heart. It was like a basin of ice water had been poured over him, the coldness spreading through his veins and chilling him to the bone.

Not only was his heart smashed, but the cake too.

“Chloe, what’s the matter? Can’t you tell if it’s good or bad?!”

Chloe slowly sat up. She no longer felt hungry; instead, she was overwhelmed with a range of emotions and resentment. “I loathe you. I despise you even more for being so caring towards me.”

“Joseph, do you realize that the way you’re treating me now is no different from reprimanding me?”

“What precisely are you referring to?” Joseph’s eyebrows rose like swords and he felt she was being unreasonable..

“I told you, keep your distance. I don’t need you to be nice to me. I don’t need you in my life.”

Chloe, despite the agony in her stomach, rose to her feet. Her visage, usually so radiant, was now pallid. “Has Grace abandoned you? Is there no place for you to go?”

“I’m not a dumping ground for second-rate stuff. Don’t come here expecting me to settle for less. You may be looking to cut corners, but I’m not willing to compromise!”

Joseph clenched his fists, his great grievance and shame causing his eyes to redden.

Seeing her hunger and discomfort, he wanted to give her a cake to fill her stomach. Yet, why did she so harshly stab him in the heart by demonizing him?

Chloe slipped on her high heels, stood tall, and strode forward swiftly.

Joseph picked up the cake and, upon seeing her heartless back, almost couldn’t breathe.

Chloe no longer smiled at him like a flower as she did before.

The pain in her heart cast a shadow over their failed marriage.

She was like a soldier who had narrowly escaped the battlefield, leaving her with trauma; thus, if he treated her well, she was full of resistance and suspicion.

Joseph’s trembling thin lips betrayed the pain in his heart, yet he still crushed the cake in his palm.

A person of good character and a strong relationship.

It appeared that he had destroyed them all.

At the location.

With some time still left before the auction, Alice and Ada Wang, both renowned figures in the fashion and entertainment industries, were the center of attention of everyone present. The media had been swarming around them for interviews.

Aubree chatted with other wealthy women while Skyler and Zoey pursued their own agendas.

Skyler was ready to take a photo with Ada Wang and accept another wave of reporters, eager to publicize the cooperation and demonstrate her capability.

Zoey wanted to take a photo with Alice to improve her fashion sense, which would be beneficial for her to mix in the fashion industry in the future.

“Miss Ada! I didn’t anticipate you donning this necklace today to take part in the event. It appears that you really appreciate it!”

Skyler noticed that Ada Wang was wearin

the necklace she had given Ada that evening, prompting her to approach Ada.

The reporters swarmed around the two of them, their flashes going off in rapid succession.

“Absolutely, I’m quite fond of it. After all, this is Miss Alexa’s handiwork.”

Although Ada Wang disliked Third Miss Sawle’s shallow character, she still had to be polite to Skyler since Sawle Group was

organizing her wedding, and Skyler had given her a necklace.

She embraced Skyler, taking a generous photo together.

Upon seeing the superstar so close to her and having eased the attitude toward her, Skyler was overjoyed!

“Ms. Ada Wang! Are you planning to auction off an item to benefit the charity auction tonight, or are you intending to contribute an item to liven up the event?” the reporter inquired.

“Tonight,” Ada Wang smiled, “I plan to donate a piece of jewelry to aid the charity event.”

“Oh? I’m curious to know what kind of treasure it is. Do you mind sharing the details?”

“Let’s keep you guessing for now. When the time is right, everyone will be aware.”

Meanwhile, Zoey was also seeking a chance to get near Alice.

After waiting with great difficulty for Alice to finish the interview, she mustered her courage and swiftly greeted her.

“Miss Alice! Hold on a sec!”

Upon hearing the call, Alice halted abruptly. Her cold eyes, hidden behind her sunglasses, met Zoey’s beaming face.

She naturally did not recognize Zoey, and upon seeing her wearing the latest autumn and winter design, she noticed that it did not suit her skin color or style. She concluded that Zoey had ordinary taste, buying expensive items without considering whether they were right for her, and thus had no desire to communicate with her.

“Miss Alice, I’ve been a fan of your editor’s MINT magazine since I was a kid. I’m a loyal follower of MINT!” Zoey’s cheeks were rosy with bashfulness as she attempted to make Alice happy.

“From a youthful age?” Alice half-heartedly curved her lower lip. “Heh, am I that ancient?”

“No way, you’re not even close to being old!”

Zoey was so embarrassed that her forehead was damp with perspiration. She quickly clarified, “What I’m trying to say is that I truly admire you! I’m very fond of you!”

“Can I speak with you…?”

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Alice move and hastily brush past her!

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“M-Ms. Alice!”

Zoey, her skirt in hand, spun around in an instant. Her eyes widened and her complexion paled in the blink of an eye.

“President Thorp, I’ve been eagerly anticipating your arrival!”

Alice’s lips curled up impatiently as she walked towards Chloe

It was like they had been good friends for ages!