Classic Novel
Chapter 860 Why Is She Sad?
Chapter 860 Why Is She Sad?
“Of course, it's true. The photes were provided by the Whitmans themselves. How could it be fake?" "What a pity. Joseph is my type.”
"In your dreams. He'll never be yours. Hahaha!”
"But Chloe is marrying Mr. Noah tomorrow, and her ex-husband died today. I wonder how she's feeling.”
"Who knows
The employee speaking suddenly looked up and saw Chloe staring at them with a shocked expression. Her mouth hung wide open, but no words came out.
"What are you talking about?" Chloe questioned, her forgotten wet hands dripping water onto the floor.
"Oh, nothing. Just some idle chat." the employee explained awkwardly, "Please don't take it seriously. Most things on the Internet are fake anyway.” Chloe was now on par with Noah in terms of shares and was a prominent figure in Exotic Star. In other words, she could fire anyone she liked "Answer my question. What were you talking about?” Chloe suddenly said in a raised tone, startling the employee.
"I-I read about it online. Th-The media is saying that Joseph died in a car accident."
Chloe widened her eyes in confusion. She felt suffocated as if there was a cotton ball blocking her airway, making it hard to breathe. She mechanically repeated, "Joseph died?"
"That's what the online sources say. I don't know for sure.” The media would not provoke someone as influential as Joseph. Doing so would be to walk into their own graves.
Chloe had no idea how she got back to her office. She sat there blankly, staring at her dark computer screen which reflected her pale face. Upon closer inspection, her eyes were rimmed red.
She raised her hand and touched her face. Her fingertips came away damp. She did not Know when shex had startéd crying. She hurriedly lookedfor tissues to wipe away her tearssbut they flowed endlessly. No matter how much she wiped, they Wéuld not stop.
She hated Joseph to the core. Should she not be celebrating his death? Why:was she so sad? She ~ felt as if She were on the brink of > death,Sverwhelmed by despair-and fearDid that obnoxious manyeally die?-No, she did not believein such cdincidences. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
"Chice?! Chloe! Wake up! Hang on, I'll get you to the hospital!" Chloe opened her eyes to find Frieda's worried face. Frieda sighed in relief and furrowed her brows. "What happened?" She had come in to deliver some documents and found Chloe lying on the floor.
Chloe blinked, her mind racing with thoughts. She suddenly stood up, ignoring the sharp pain in her head. She turned on her computer and stared fixedly at the screen.
The headlines had not changed. It was still about Joseph's death.
She was not dreaming. Everything was real.
"Joseph is dead..." she murmured. She sounded like she was speaking to herself but also asking Frieda at the same time. Frieda frowned and said, "I'm not sure either...”
Chloe turned to look at her, and a glimmer of hope slowly ignited in her eyes. "Not sure?”
"Yes, the photos are real, but they haven't found his body."
Frieda did not dare to take any reckless actions. There were likely spies from Duskfall lurking around the Whitman family home. If she contacted them now, she would be exposing herself.