<h4>Chapter 285: Chapter 285: I’m Perverted? Say That Again!</h4>


    Chloe Simpson unbuttoned her shirt, only to realize she was already covered in ayer of sweat.


    Clearly, she was dressed lightly, so why did it feel so heavy?


    Besides, the apartment she and Lucas Hughes bought had excellent venttion; it couldn’t be hot.


    Especially since it was nighttime now, she hadn’t felt this hot sitting here before.


    As she thought about it, she felt even hotter.


    Moreover, with a whole bottle of Flibanserin added by Lucas Hughes, Chloe was unable to resist it.


    By the time Alexander Johnson arrived, Chloe’s eyes were already zed, her body drenched in hot sweat, with only a tank top left on.


    Alexander rushed in anxiously, and without hesitation, he kicked the door open with a "bang!"


    Chloe jolted, and only then did she regain someposure.


    She turned her head and saw Alexander, standing there shocked.


    "Alexander Johnson?! Why are you here?" Chloe blurted out.


    "If I hadn’te, what were you nning to do with Lucas Hughes? Hmm? Where is Lucas?"


    Seeing Chloe’s flushed face and her scant clothing, Alexander was instantly furious and questioned where Lucas was.


    Remembering what Lucas had done to Chloe before, he was so angry he wanted to chop up that bastard Lucas right then and there.


    "Alexander Johnson, youe into someone’s house and ask where they are?"


    Seeing Alexander’s demeanor, Chloe immediately retorted.


    But she genuinely felt ufortable all over, a mix of weakness and heat.


    At this moment, she realized something was wrong.


    She tried hard to recall when something went awry.


    She thought it through and figured it could only be the ss of water Lucas had given her.


    But she simply couldn’t believe Lucas would do such a thing to her.


    No! Impossible!


    Lucas would never do something like this.


    She firmly denied it in her heart over and over.


    With Alexander here, she couldn’t focus on these thoughts.


    Alexander Johnson!


    Right, it must be Alexander forcing Lucas to do this!


    "That bastard drugged you?"


    Alexander rushed over, felt Chloe’s forehead, and it was burning hot.


    Seeing her zed eyes and flushed face, any man could tell what was going on.


    "Drugged? Lucas? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Alexander Johnson, it’s you! It must be you, you forced Lucas to do this!"


    Upon hearing Alexander’s words, Chloe instantly med him.


    "Chloe, in your eyes, am I really that kind of person?"


    Alexander tightly gripped Chloe’s hand, his eyes cold and dark.


    "Ha, what else could it be? Alexander Johnson, you could even ruin Lucas. What else can’t you do? I’m really curious! What is it about me that attracts you? Hmm? Should I change my career?"


    "I beg you, Alexander Johnson, please let me go. Whatever woman you want, as the Duke Capital Circle, you can have countless women lining up for your bed with just a snap of your fingers."


    "There are plenty who are prettier, with better family backgrounds and figures than me, so why are you holding on to me?"


    "Are you a pervert? You used to like men, not women, and now you like other people’s women, married women. Is this how all you rich people are twisted?"


    Due to the heat and her inability to control herself, Chloe was even more irritated, screaming at Alexander and pouring out all she had kept hidden in her heart.


    "Chloe, what did you say, I’m a pervert? Say it again!"


    At this moment, Alexander’s anger had reached its peak, and he immediately pinned Chloe down on the sofa.