Chapter 467
She went to the study room.
Damon was having a high-level meeting with the German branch, and Chloe barged right in.
“Damon, I’m stepping out for a bit. You hit the hay when you’re done, okay?”
Damon turned his head towards the entrance and his gaze was instantly caught by Chloe’s outfit.
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She was dressed in tight ck jeans, a white tee and a red leather jacket thrown on top.
Her badass image at Old Mr. Watson’s birthday bash in B City had left asting impression on him.
Just a few days ago at the Harper family gathering, she had rocked a man’s suit and sessfully
caught the eye of a beauty!
And now here she was!
Damon frowned and nced at the time on hisputer screen and asked in a low voice,
“It’s ten o’clock. Where are you off to?”
“I am going to thepany.”
“Dressed like that, to work?”
Damon asked in a serious tone.
“Not work, but to see someone.”
Chloe walked up to him and nted a kiss on his forehead.
Damon wrapped his arms around her waist. Seeing her all dressed up and ready to head out, he
knew he had to let her go,
“I’ll have Nate drop you off.”
“No need. It’ste, no point in bothering him. I’ll drive myself, it’s totally safe.”
Chloe gave his shoulder a reassuring pat, wriggled out of his embrace and dashed off.
Watching her leave, Damon withdrew his gaze and called Nate on his phone.
In a spacious and bright meeting room in a high-rise building in Germany, the executives were
staring at the big screen on the wall in disbelief.
Was that a woman?
Their CEO was living with a woman?
Did their CEO have a girlfriend now?
Although they only saw the woman’s profile, they all thought she should be a beautiful woman with
a beautiful figure. They were all back to their senses but still in shock.
But Damon just acted as if nothing had happened and said coldly, “Carry on.”
She started the car, the engine roaring to life, and then drove out of the residential area, through the
city, and onto the road to the suburbs. Chloe’s car gradually picked up speed and finally zoomed
through the deserted suburban road.
From the city to the seaside destination, it usually took more than an hour, but Chloe got there in
just over 30 minutes.
In a small cabin near the beach, when Chloe pushed the door open, Jete was sitting on the
wooden floor, soaking wet. Her hair was a mess, dripping wet, her face pale, curled up in a corner,
hugging herself tightly, and shivering non-stop.
As if she had been abandoned by the whole world.
When the door was pushed open, the rain outside suddenly got louder, and a gust of cold wind
rushed in!
Jete’s body involuntarily shook even more.
Noticing the noise, she lifted her head. Just a few days ago at the orphanage, when Chloe
mentioned her new song, her eyes were shining. But now, she looked lifeless.