Alexander Johnson clenched his fist, the veins on his hand bulging one by one with restrained fury. Yet, he forcefully suppressed the rage boiling inside and stood there, picking up his phone to call Lucas Hughes.
"Alright."
Lucas answered the call right in front of Chloe Simpson, who was sitting next to him. Naturally, she could hear everything clearly.
Alexander knew Chloe had heard it. At this point, his chest was seething with anger, leaving no room for worry over such details.
After hanging up, he went straight back to his office.
Chloe just stared blankly as Alexander's figure disappeared from her sight before turning back and grabbing Lucas's hand.
"I'm going with you," Chloe said, her gaze unwaveringly determined.
"It's fine, don't worry," Lucas quickly reassured, gripping Chloe's hand in return.
Of course, Lucas wanted nothing less than Chloe coming with him—otherwise, how could his plan proceed smoothly?
