Chapter 470


    Chapter 470 Leaked Photos


    Chloe’s heart ached sharply at the mention of her mother’s precious jewelry being refurbished and


    altered. Those pieces held sentimental value and were part of the dowry her mother had left for her…


    Emily stepped forward, trying to offer some reassurance. “Why don’t you ask Noah about it? Your


    mother’s jewelry is of exceptional quality and craftsmanship. There’s a chance that they haven’t been


    subjected to any refurbishment or alteration.”


    “I can only hope so.”


    Emily had taken a day off today, and her birthday was just around the corner. She had her eye on a


    particr handbag, and there happened to be one in the same style among the bags Joseph had given


    Chloe.


    Since Chloe had the idea of gifting it to Emily for her birthday, the two of them headed to the Johnson


    Group’s warehouse to retrieve the bag. As Emily surveyed the warehouse filled with a plethora of


    branded bags, a vein visibly throbbing on her forehead. “What a waste!” she eximed, her frustration


    evident.


    Chloe helplessly replied, “I sold some of them on a second-hand tform. Otherwise, there would be


    even more.”


    “…Oh my God, do you hear the wordsing out of your mouth? unting wealth will only bring you


    trouble!”


    “You can choose whichever bag you like. Take as many as you can carry. It’s no problem.”


    Emily’s expression did aplete 180-degree turn, and she cheerfully grabbed Chloe’s arm.” I take


    back what I said earlier, Coco. You’re my best friend forever!”


    Chloe’s mouth twitched as she was momentarily left speechless.


    The Johnson Group was a smallpany with a rtively small workforce. With business slowing


    down during the autumn season, there was a backlog of work that had piled up for over two days.


    Surprisingly, Chloe managed toplete it all within just two hours. Once she was done, she nced


    at Emily, who was still engrossed in choosing a bag. The indecisiveness of a Virgo was truly something


    to behold.


    Chloe ordered two cups of coffee and began browsing on her phone. Suddenly, a post grabbed


    her attention.


    N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    [What is Chloe Johnson’s true background?]


    Intrigued, she clicked on the post and was greeted with three key points.


    First, she allegedly stole Xavia’s five-year love.


    Second, Harold went as far as holding a press conference to defend her.


    Third, Noah publicly suggested a hostage exchange.


    Past events, long forgotten, resurfaced with exaggerated and nonsensicalmentary.


    After reading through the irrational content, it became apparent to Chloe that the articlecked rity


    and coherence. It appeared to be a clickbait piece solely aimed at grabbing attention. Perhaps it was


    prompted by the morning announcement of the armed robbery at the Exotic Star jewelry exhibition,


    enticing individuals to capitalize on the publicity. Curiously, the post was gaining poprity, yet all the


    comments below were generated by bot ounts. This suggested that someone had hired a bunch of


    inte trolls for this post.


    However, Chloe remained indifferent to all of this and had no desire to be entangled in the online


    drama. She understood that the inte was a fickle ce where trends and controversies came and


    went within a matter of days. Octavia’s words rang true-being too prominent could attract unwanted


    attention.


    Suddenly, her phone rang, signaling an iing video call from Icarus, who was currently far away in


    another country. “Chloe, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about something.”


    Chloe nced at his serious expression disyed on the screen, and a hint of unease crept into her


    heart. “I have time. Go ahead.”


    “I stumbled upon these photos on some foreign websites…” As he spoke, her attention was diverted by


    a notification on herputer. Chloe set down her phone and reached for her mouse, clicking to open


    the new email that had just arrived.


    In the photos, she found herself seated on Icarus’p, both of them scantily d in their underwear.


    The backdrop revealed a private room within a restaurant, evoking an indescribable sense of


    lasciviousness in their gestures and actions.


    Her thoughts spun in a chaotic whirlwind, leaving her rooted to the spot, frozen in disbelief.


    “Chloe, these photos were leaked to certain foreign websites. Although they haven’t circted widely


    within the domestic social scene yet, you need to be mentally prepared. There’s a possibility that


    people around you mighte across these photos at any given moment…”


    After what felt like an eternity, Chloe managed to find her voice, albeit trembling. “Send me the link.”


    Icarus fell silent for a moment before responding, “Do you want to report this to the police?” She


    countered, “Have you already reported it to the overseas authorities?”