A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 210

Chloe, not having time to blow her hair, wrapped herself in a cashmere coat and, with her wet hair, drove her Bugatti towards KS Hotel.

On the way, she thought about it repeatedly and, unexpectedly, phoned her ex-husband.

Joseph was currently on a business trip to Larkos, located 100 kilometers away from Medo.

The Sawle Group purchased a piece of land in the suburbs to construct a hot spring resort, which is currently in the process of being built.

Joseph and Max, donning yellow safety hats, followed the project manager to the construction site to personally inspect the project’s progress.

Just as Max had assisted him in turning on the flashlight and was examining the blueprint, his phone suddenly rang.

Joseph impatiently frowned and pulled out his phone.

Chloe’s name shone so brightly on the screen, as if it had been inlaid with gold in the night.

Joseph’s breathing grew heavy and his heart raced. His hand, clutching the phone, trembled slightly.

“It’s Young Madam!” Max exclaimed excitedly.

“I know, no need to get worked up,” the man said, trying to appear composed as he pursed his lips.

After blowing in the cold wind for too long, his fingers became stiff and, despite his excitement, he was unable to control its direction for a moment.

He hung up the phone abruptly!

Max shouted, “Mr. Sawle! Why did you disconnect Young Madam’s call? She wouldn’t have phoned you if she had nothing to do. What if something occurred?!”

Joseph was also panicking a bit and loathed that his smelly hand had let the ball slip away at the crucial moment!

Chloe, fortunately, called again immediately.

“Hello.” This time, he didn’t falter. His voice was a bit raspy.

“Oh, you got it,” Chloe said in a pleasant yet ambiguous tone.

“Absolutely, I’ll answer if you call,” Joseph said earnestly.

“Mr. Sawle,” Chloe sneered, “you don’t have to make it sound so pretty. We’ve been married for three years. I know what kind of person you are. This isn’t the first time you’ve hung up on me.”

Joseph was bewildered and asked in astonishment, “Did I ever hang up? When did this occur? I’ve never done that before.”

“Okay, I’m not here to engage in idle chatter with you.”

“I’m here to inform you that I’ll devote the next two days to getting ready for your brother’s funeral,” Chloe said coldly.

“What’s the matter with Vincent? Did he give you a hard time?” A chill descended over Joseph’s face.

“Bullying me? He’s now a ghost in the Eastern Cemetery! It’s Annie!”

to get a room. Jordan witnessed

rage.

“What?”

is not the type,” Joseph declared, shaking

to be a ‘brother’, Joseph?” Chloe

Joseph uttered her name, his voice

off to KS WORLD now. I’m hoping Vincent’s still got some humanity in him; otherwise, I’ll make him the

I’m worried it’ll damage Annie’s standing,” Chloe was so distressed she

her home safe and sound straight away! Don’t tell

that, she hung up firmly and said

screen,

Chloe often found some

annoyance, yet

her in his impression, or

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Medo straight away,” Joseph was dubious of Chloe’s words, yet since she had requested it of him,

“Huh?! Now?”

his wrist and looked at his watch, looking embarrassed, “Larkos is 200 kilometers away from Medo! The highway’s still under repair, and it’ll take more than two people to make the

that the

already dashed over. Annie should be safe with her guarding her, but I must return to

floor of the department

there.”

where can we find someone to drive it right now?”

man squinted and snapped his fingers.

*

midnight on Medo’s side.

sound of tires screeching against the ground as the Bugatti made a thrilling drift into the parking lot. Like a black

in pride at

blazing with rage, stepped

cursed canine, Vincent,

suite on

There’s only one presidential suite on the top floor.

“Got it.”

body radiated with fierce anger as she stomped her sharp high-heels towards the door of the presidential suite, her

that the formidable lady was not there to rescue the girl who had

“Swipe the card.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

swift kick from Chloe, the door

of here

roared like a lioness to the east of the river.

the sound, slowly

hung over his bare, muscular upper body, while a towel was loosely tied around his lower body.

fear gripping him that the cloth would slip in two steps, marring the noble gaze of

a shame not to sell such