Chapter 438


    Chapter 438 I Can’t Let Xavia Have Her Way


    The staircase leading down was approximately five meters long, a seemingly short distance that could


    be traversed in just a minute. However, for Chloe, each step Joseph and Xavia took together felt like an


    endless journey through time. Holding hands, their stride seemed to stretch across centuries,


    intensifying the pain in Chloe’s heart with every passing moment. Overwhelmed by the scene before


    her, she could no longer endure it. Defiantly, she turned on her heels and walked away, hoping that


    Joseph would notice her absence ande searching for her.


    “Chloe, stop,”


    A youthful voice rang out. It was not Joseph, but Noah.


    Feeling defeated, Chloe turned to face him. “Why did you follow me?”


    “I noticed you didn’t look so good, and since I have nothing to do right now, I thought I’d keep you


    company and talk,” Noah replied.


    She froze and said listlessly, “Thank you.”


    Even an outsider like Noah could sense her unhappiness. But what about Joseph? Was he aware of


    her distress?


    “In a situation like this, I’m on your side. As a man, there was no need for Mr. Joseph to assist Xavia off


    the stage,” Noah expressed.


    Chloe nced at him through the corner of her eye. “That’s how you feel?”


    Noah nodded in agreement. “Of course. With so many people present, even if Mr. Joseph didn’t go to


    her aid, someone else would have.”


    Chloe fell silent, her lips tightly pressed together as a wave of sorrow washed over her.


    “Also, since he brought you here with him today, shouldn’t he maintain a certain distance from other


    women?” Noah added.


    “Please, stop,” Chloe interjected.


    As Chloe listened to Noah, her frustration grew stronger with each passing word. She could not help


    but feel a surge of anger within her. Shifting her gaze toward her phone, she realized that half an hour


    had already gone by and yet Joseph had not made any attempt to call or message her.


    She furrowed her brows, realizing she could not let Xavia have her way. ‘I have to go back there!’


    Witnessing Chloe’s resolute and determined expression, Noah found himself drawn to her slightly


    plump cheeks as if they were inviting him to yfully poke them. His lips curled ever


    so slightly as a mischievous thought crossed his mind.


    ‘How satisfying it would be to give her a little pinch,’ he thought.


    “All right, I was just making an offhandment, but Mr. Joseph has his own difficulties, after all. Xavia


    is carrying his child. Let’s go back,” Noah said, his words seemingly.


    With her gaze lowered and her lips tugged into a bitter smile, Chloe’s heart sank. ‘I’m carrying


    his child too…”


    The two of them made their way back to the forum venue, where people gathered in small clusters.


    Chloe scanned the crowd, but there was no sign of Joseph or Xavia. She nced toward the direction


    of the rest area, and a strong sense of difort welled up inside her.


    If Joseph had taken Xavia into the rest area alone, she would not tolerate it.


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    Gripping the door handle tightly, Chloe pushed it open, only to find an empty room. Joseph and Xavia


    were not there. As she wondered where they could be, she was approached by a neatly dressed figure.


    Scott walked over and said, “You’re Ms. Chloe, right?”


    “Yes, and


    you are?”


    “I’m the organizer of this forum, Scott Carson. You can address me as Mr. Scott. Are you looking for Mr.


    Joseph?”


    “Yes. Do you know where he is?”


    “He’s in the conference room. Let me take you there.”


    Chloe hesitated, “Is it appropriate for me to go there when he’s busy?”


    “Of course, it’s fine. Others have also brought theirpanions, and everyone is quite


    amodating,” Scott assured her.


    “All right then, please show me the way,” Chloe agreed.


    As Scott took a step forward, he was halted by a voice from beside him. It was Noah.


    “Can I go as well?”


    Scott nced at Noah, feeling a sense of familiarity but unable to recall who he was. Just in time, Noah


    extended his business card. Upon seeing the words “Exotic Star” on the business card, Scott’s face lit


    up with a smile. “Certainly, Mr. Noah. You’re most wee.”


    After all, Exotic Star was the most prestigious jewelry maker in the entire country, and there was no


    reason to refuse Noah entry. It was just that he felt something was amiss. He did not recall inviting


    Noah to this forum…