Chapter 386


    Chapter 386 Why Are the Staff Here Dressed So Indecently?


    “I don’t want to go. I don’t know her,” Chloe protested, feeling ufortable with the idea, especially


    with Joseph present.


    “It’s fine, she’s quite easy to get along with. Let’s go. I just helped you drive away that old man, so you


    can’t turn me down now,” Adam insisted, half pulling and half dragging Chloe


    with him.


    Alexander and Joseph had just concluded their conversation. Seated beside them was a meaty girl


    with fair skin, standing about 165 centimeters tall and weighing about 55 kilograms. Herplexion


    radiated a noble elegance and refinement, characteristic of a privileged upbringing.


    Eleanor became nervous when she saw Chloe returning with Adam, intertwining her small hands


    together tightly and showing a vignt expression.


    There were two avable seats in the room, one next to Adam and the other next to Joseph. To avoid


    arousing suspicion, Chloe opted for thetter. As she settled down beside him, he cast a nce at her,


    his deep eyes seemingly bottomless, piercing into her own. Chloe’s lips tightened, eager to speak, but


    he coldly averted his gaze before she could find the words. She chose to remain silent.


    During the subsequent discussion, Alexander and Joseph delved into project matters. Chloe had no


    authority to intervene in such discussions, though Alexander asionally sought her opinion,


    intentionally trying to involve her. Politely, she declined, acknowledging herck of resources,


    connections, and qualifications to enter this circle at the present moment. Alexander looked at Joseph,


    who seemed to have no intention of helping Chloe, and did not say anything further.


    The conversation continued for an hour, and besides being deliberately or unintentionally ignored by


    Joseph, Eleanor and Adam kept talking to her.


    “I have this strange feeling that I’ve seen you somewhere before. You look a lot like someone I’ve met,”


    Eleanor remarked, holding her round face in her hands as she observed Chloe.


    “Haha.” Chloe chuckled, unable to contain her amusement. “Lately, many people have been. telling me


    that I resemble someone else as if I have a face that’s quitemon.”


    “No, really! It’s Mr. Desmond Sullivan’s daughter. I’ve seen her pictures, and you look remarkably


    simr to her.”


    Intrigued, Adam chimed in, “Do they really look alike?”


    “Not exactly identical, but there are simrities in the eyebrows, eyes, and facial features,” Eleanor


    curiously inquired, “Is it possible that you’re distant rtives?”


    ‘Distant rtives.’ Chloe was taken aback. Her mother’s family name was Sullivan too. Could it


    really be possible? She had instinctively dismissed the idea before, thinking that the Sullivans and


    herself were too distinct.


    If there was any connection between her mother and the Sullivans, Benjamin would surely do


    everything possible to exploit her mother’s value, perhaps even dying her mother’s death.


    As Joseph listened, a sudden realization shed through his mind. Calvin, Ava, the Sullivans, Noah. In


    the depths of his mind, it seemed like certain things were interconnected.


    “You’re familiar with the Sullivans?” Joseph’s cool gaze locked onto Eleanor, his voice firm.


    Caught off guard by his direct question, Eleanor stumbled over her words, “N-no, not really. I’ve only


    visited the Sullivans twice with my family.”


    Her family had a fondness for gemstone ornaments and maintained some level of contact with the


    Sullivans.


    Joseph turned his gaze away and replied with a faint “Hmm.” Since Eleanor imed they were not


    familiar, he saw no reason to pursue the matter further.


    After a round, it was $ o’clock in the evening, and the sky had grown dark. Adam and Eleanor nned


    to have a candlelight dinner and extended an invitation to Chloe to join them. However, Chloe politely


    declined, not wanting to intrude as a third wheel.


    Alexander promptly excused himself, intentionally leaving Chloe and Joseph alone. This frustrated


    Chloe a little. ‘Why does it feel like the whole world is trying to matchmake me and Joseph?’ she


    thought.


    The staff members were preparing to escort them to the parking lot when Chloe interjected, ” I’ll just


    take a cab.”


    The staff members hesitated, their eyes instinctively flickering toward the impassive man. Sensing his


    lack of intention to intervene, one of the staff members smiled at Chloe and said, Mr. Alexander is an


    esteemed VIP guest here, and we offer a special car service to our esteemed. guests. If you like, I can


    arrange a vehicle for you right away.”


    “Thank you, that would be much appreciated.”


    “Very well, please wait a moment.”


    The staff ryed a few instructions into his walkie-talkie. Within a mere three minutes, a muscr


    young man arrived, holding a set of car keys. Sweat glistened on his body, and his well-defined


    abdominal muscles hinted at a physique reminiscent of aic book hero.


    “Hi miss, the car is waiting for you just ahead. Please provide me with your address, and I’ll ensure you


    arrive home safely.”


    Chloe’s eyes briefly lingered on his abdominal muscles, but she quickly averted her gaze, slightly taken


    aback. She provided the muscr young man with her home address and readily followed him to the


    car.


    But before she could even take a step, Joseph grabbed her wrist. Confused, she looked at him,


    wondering about his sudden action.


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    A sinister smile curved Joseph’s lips. “Why are the staff here dressed so indecently?”


    ‘Dumbo’s eyes were practically glued to that young man. What’s so captivating about a muscle head?’