Chapter 386 Why Are the Staff Here Dressed So Indecently?

“I don’t want to go. I don’t know her,” Chloe protested, feeling uncomfortable with the idea, especially with Joseph present.

“It’s fine, she’s quite easy to get along with. Let’s go. I just helped you drive away that old man, so you can’t turn me down now,” Adam insisted, half pulling and half dragging Chloe

with him.

Alexander and Joseph had just concluded their conversation. Seated beside them was a meaty girl with fair skin, standing about 165 centimeters tall and weighing about 55 kilograms. Her complexion radiated a noble elegance and refinement, characteristic of a privileged upbringing.

Eleanor became nervous when she saw Chloe returning with Adam, intertwining her small hands together tightly and showing a vigilant expression.

There were two available seats in the room, one next to Adam and the other next to Joseph. To avoid arousing suspicion, Chloe opted for the latter. As she settled down beside him, he cast a glance at her, his deep eyes seemingly bottomless, piercing into her own. Chloe’s lips tightened, eager to speak, but he coldly averted his gaze before she could find the words. She chose to remain silent.

During the subsequent discussion, Alexander and Joseph delved into project matters. Chloe had no authority to intervene in such discussions, though Alexander occasionally sought her opinion, intentionally trying to involve her. Politely, she declined, acknowledging her lack of resources, connections, and qualifications to enter this circle at the present moment. Alexander looked at Joseph, who seemed to have no intention of helping Chloe, and did not say anything further.

The conversation continued for an hour, and besides being deliberately or unintentionally ignored by Joseph, Eleanor and Adam kept talking to her.

“I have this strange feeling that I’ve seen you somewhere before. You look a lot like someone I’ve met,” Eleanor remarked, holding her round face in her hands as she observed Chloe.

people have been. telling me that I resemble someone else

Mr. Desmond Sullivan’s daughter. I’ve seen her pictures, and you look

in, “Do

the eyebrows, eyes, and facial features,”

aback. Her mother’s family name was Sullivan too.

the idea before, thinking that

do everything possible to exploit her

a sudden realization flashed through his mind. Calvin, Ava, the Sullivans, Noah. In the depths of his mind, it seemed like

Sullivans?” Joseph’s cool gaze locked onto Eleanor, his

Eleanor stumbled over her words, “N-no, not really. I’ve only visited the Sullivans twice with

family had a fondness for gemstone ornaments and maintained some level of contact with

Eleanor claimed they were not

o’clock in the evening, and the sky had grown dark. Adam and Eleanor planned to have a candlelight dinner and extended an invitation

little. ‘Why does it feel like the whole world is trying to matchmake me and Joseph?’ she thought.

to the parking lot when Chloe interjected, ” I’ll just take a

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