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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 particular
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 exclaimed, her frustration evident.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtChloe helplessly replied, “I sold some of them on a second-hand platform. Otherwise, there would be even more.”
“…Oh my God, do you hear the words coming out of your mouth? Flaunting 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 a complete 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 small company with a relatively 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 to complete it all within just two hours. Once she was done, she glanced 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.
[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 nonsensical commentary.
After reading through the irrational content, it became apparent to Chloe that the article lacked clarity 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 popularity, yet all the comments below were generated by bot
accounts. This suggested that someone had hired a bunch of internet 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 internet was a fickle place 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 incoming video call from Icarus, who was currently far away in another
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcountry. “Chloe, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about something.”
Chloe glanced at his serious expression displayed 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 her computer. 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’ lap, both of them scantily clad 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 circulated widely within the
domestic social scene yet, you need to be mentally prepared. There’s a possibility that people around you might
come 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?”
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