A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 193

Although the Young Miss had hot been present, she was aware of every detail of what had transpired

in the hotel as if she had been there.

“Young Miss, Mr. Sawle and Fourth Young Master Xavier are here. They said they wish to see you.

Take a look…”

Jordan pressed his fingertips to his Bluetooth earpiece and spun around, speaking in a hushed tone.

The two men straightened their backs and tensed their nerves!

“Meet me? Heh, why are they looking for me like that? Do you think. I’m going to give them a

discount?”

“Young Miss, they won’t budge until they catch sight of you today. I can’t find a security guard to get rid

of them…” Jordan was a bit mortified, for Joseph and Jerome were proving to be more stubborn than a

nail house.

“Inquire of them what they desire of me,” Chloe spoke with no hint of emotion, her expression as hard

and unyielding as steel.

“Why are you searching for her?” Jordan inquired, his mood sour

“I’d like to take Miss Thorp out to dinner to show my appreciation.”

Jerome smiled and adjusted his glasses. “I’ve already sent the signed song film to my mum. She loves

it and especially asked me to invite Miss Thorp for dinner. Otherwise, she’ll be uneasy.”

As he spoke, he coldly and mockingly glanced at Joseph.

Chloe was well-known for her soft and kind heart, and he was well-versed in it; thus, she should not

deny such a show of

trust.

Even if Chloe did not have him in her heart at present, could he still be inferior to this scoundrel who

had inflicted such deep pain on her and had a dark and cold heart in his presence?

Jordan glanced at Joseph once more.

In the end, the man uttered only one word: “Business.”

Jerome suddenly frowned.

Chloe was quiet for a bit before she quietly commanded Jordan, “Fetch Mr. Sawle to come see me.”

Jerome and Jordan were both stunned.

Joseph had a handsome face, his thin lips pursed like a crescent moon.

A hint of joy sparkled in his eyes, as if a long-neglected concubine had suddenly been favored by the

Emperor!

“Secretary Stewart, would you kindly show me the way?”

Jordan spun around, his face contorted with rage, his eyes blazing. “Let’s go!”

Joseph felt the hatred radiating from Jerome’s eyes behind the lens as he turned around. His chest

was filled with rage, and his veins seemed ready to burst.

In the underground parking lot.

Upon seeing Jerome return alone, the secretary knew that his leaving the school had not been a good

thing. Not daring to say much, he respectfully welcomed the fourth young master into the car.

Seemingly resting with his eyes closed, Jerome sat in the back row, his sharp jaw still betraying his

suppressed anger.

Chloe summoned Joseph.

An overwhelming sense of humiliation flooded his limbs and bones at that moment, as if Chloe had just

slapped him hard in front of his love rival.

“Director Xavier, where are you headed?” the secretary inquired cautiously.

“Did I instruct you to talk?” Jerome inquired icily.

The secretary bowed his head and broke into a cold sweat.

Jerome’s eyes slowly opened after a long time, his fingers clenching tightly and his knuckles cracking

as they did.

“Go and discover what connection Vincent’s sister has with Joseph.”

“Vin… does Vincent have a sibling?”

A brilliant, icy glimmer shone through Jerome’s lens.

“I’ll look into it later! I’ll look into it immediately!” The secretary was terrified.

“Drive to Chiaki,” Jerome said, as he drew the curtain shut once more.

Chiaki was a Chinese private club he opened five years ago in the name of his secretary in Medo.

The woman in charge of the club was a secret ally of Medo, aiding him in his efforts to gain control of

his network.

Perhaps this time, she had another wonderful purpose.

Jerome, his body enveloped in a strange aura, gently pushed the frame of the mirror with his fingertips,

a malicious smirk playing on his lips.

Jordan guided Joseph to the door of the hotel kitchen.

Raising his hand to tighten the knot on his collar, his starry eyes subconsciously slanted to the side as

he looked at his own reflection in the metal mirror on the wall.

Having been praised in the team, he was not nervous when hosting his first group meeting as

president.

“Young Miss wants you to go in,” Jordan said, leaning away as if he feared catching an infectious

disease.

“Thank you.”

“No need to thank me. It’s the Young Miss who is especially benevolent towards you. If it were up to

me, I would have given you a good whack with a big hammer.” Jordan made no attempt to conceal his

animosity towards him.

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He pushed open the kitchen door, then turned to leave.

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Joseph exhaled and strode confidently through the door.

The K’S WORLD Hotel’s western kitchen was so immaculately clean that it was likened to a sterile food

production workshop, with only the two colors of stainless steel and pure white dominating the scene.

Joseph was enveloped in a stillness so profound that his own breathing and heartbeat were particularly

audible.

After turning a corner, he saw a delicate and beautiful figure standing next to the big and wide stainless

steel console, making her look thin and alone.

Today, Chloe made his eyes light up once more.

Dressed in a pristine white chef’s uniform, her hair tied up and covered with a chef’s hat, she wore a

transparent plastic mask over her nose and mouth. In her left hand, she held a pink and white dough,

and in her right, a pair of scissors, her attention focused on carving the dough.

She was so focused that she failed to notice he had arrived.

Joseph’s eyes were misty, like ink, and he suddenly recalled Aunt Gill’s words.

“Young Master, the snacks you ate weren’t purchased from outside or prepared by the chef. Young

Madam made them for you herself! Even the chef admitted he wasn’t as talented as Young Madam!”

“You ate with such gusto, but you don’t know the effort Young Madam put into this tiny pastry. She

sequestered herself in the kitchen to make it, and was so exhausted that her waist ached and her back

was plastered with plaster. Despite the pain, she persevered.”

Joseph’s eyebrows quivered and his heart fluttered.

This was the first time he had witnessed Chloe cooking with his own eyes. Over the past three years,

she had been living this

for over a thousand days.

way

He had never been grateful for the food she had lovingly prepared, and never knew how to show

appreciation for it.

He was indeed a bastard, destroying all her tenderness.

Chloe frowned slightly as she carved the dough into the shape of a dancing lion – the Awakening Lion

Cake that Ada Wang wanted to bring back for her mother to taste.

She spent an entire afternoon applying her difficulty in making four little lion heads out of pastry.

“Phew… Finally.”

Upon seeing the fifth life-like little lion in her hand come to life, Chloe let out a sigh of relief and wiped

the fine sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.

Suddenly, there was a crisp “creak”.

Chloe, startled, slowly looked up.

She inhaled a deep breath of cold air, her beautiful eyes widening in surprise, before releasing a loud

cry!

Joseph! You, you, you, you, you, you, you…”

Joseph looked at her calmly, his thin lips moving. “Crunch, crunch, crunch…”

Only three of the four little lions remained on the plate.

“Who told you to eat it?! Spit it out right now!” Chloe was so mad her cheeks were flushed, and she

wished she could jump on him and give him two punches!

Despite the warning, the man disregarded it and took another bite, savoring the delicious aroma.

“You scoundrel! You don’t deserve to eat the snacks I made! Cut it out!”

Chloe’s anger was so intense that her eyes turned red. Unable to contain her rage any longer, she

quickly snatched tattered remains of the little lion.

up

the

Joseph’s dark eyes narrowed in panic as he hastily stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

“Joseph! You are so hateful!”

Chloe roared, her chest feeling like a high pressure cooker, ready to burst from her anger!

As she stepped onto the freshly wiped kitchen floor, her feet slipped on the still-damp surface, causing

her body to lose its balance and crash into the man’s chest, which was as solid as iron.

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Joseph’s broad back slammed into the operating table, the pain causing his eyebrows to furrow.

Despite this, he was still concerned for Chloe’s safety and so he opened his arms and firmly embraced

her small and slender waist

His fingertips tightened ever so slightly, causing her breathing to become slightly chaotic.

In an instant, the two of them were like a masterpiece, frozen in time.

Chloe’s bright red and soft lips, visible through her plastic mask, tightly pressed against the man’s thin

lips.

Joseph was speechless.

Chloe couldn’t speak either.

The man narrowed his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering.

He tried his utmost to contain himself, yet he could not quell the blazing fire, which blazed ever more

fiercely.