After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 703 - 667: I Need His Warmth (1 more)

Chapter 703: Chapter 667: I Need His Warmth (1 more)

Chloe was missing early in the morning, and the Stephens Family fell into panic again.

"Chloe’s gone!"

Yvette Foster and Adam Stephens went to Chloe’s room in the morning and found her absent. Their faces changed at once.

Alex Stephens searched for her inside but couldn’t find her: "Could she have gone out? She often does this."

"Looking for me."

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

It was undoubtedly Chloe.

"Chloe, you weren’t at home all night?" Yvette looked at her daughter, "Were you at Len Hawthorne’s place?"

Adam heard this and his face darkened.

Chloe was only in her teens, running off to a man’s house at night. Didn’t she know how unsafe that was?

"Chloe, did you sleep at Len Hawthorne’s place?" Adam asked through gritted teeth.

Chloe nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Yvette was at a loss for words, and Alex’s mouth twitched involuntarily.

Adam’s eyes were about to shoot fire, but he still suppressed his anger in front of his daughter. However, his words still had the flavor of gritted teeth, "Running to a man’s house at midnight, aren’t you worried that he’ll do something inappropriate to you? Right, did Len touch you inappropriately?"

Upon hearing his words, everyone in the house stared at her.

"It was just a sleep. What are you doing?" Chloe treated it as an ordinary matter and didn’t understand their fuss.

"Sleep?" Adam and others widened their eyes.

Chloe frowned slightly, "Is there a problem?"

"Chloe... don’t you know about the boundaries between men and women?" Adam, the old father, was almost shocked to the point of spitting blood by his daughter’s words.

Chloe calmly replied, "I know about the principle of men and women not touching each other, but he doesn’t need such restrictions."

The others: "???"

What does that mean?

"I need his warmth."

The mouths of Adam and the others twitched involuntarily.

Alex rubbed his forehead: "Chloe, it seems you don’t understand our point."

"My emotional intelligence is not as low as you think. I understand that you’re worried about me being taken advantage of, but in fact, he won’t let me suffer. He speaks merrily, but never dares to lay a hand on me," Chloe glanced at them and said in a tone as if discussing the weather.

The others: "..."

Don’t say it so... explicit.

Chloe didn’t bother arguing with them anymore, looking at Alex, "The Slaughter Squad still can’t capture the two, you should have seen them. Once you’re healed, follow me."

Paul Wrigley said: "Are we going to catch them?"

Chloe looked at him with deep eyes, "No, we’re going to eliminate them."

Paul Wrigley’s expression changed, "Alright, I’ll accompany you to the end."

Seeing Paul’s determination, Alex couldn’t lose either: "Chloe, how do you plan to find them? We can cooperate."

Chloe turned and walked away, and Alex and Paul Wrigley followed her.

*

Slaughter Squad Headquarters.

Len Hawthorne lit a cigarette between his fingers, leaning against the gate.

Jimmy Turner and Ethan Coates had already arrived.

"We saw something on that woman with the last name Crowley, and you should take a look as well," Ethan pointed behind him, "She has been brought to Sheffield City."

Chloe nodded slightly, looking at Len Hawthorne, "My people should have found some clues too."

Len Hawthorne threw Chloe’s mobile phone out, which she caught steadily. She heard him say, "The Commander did a good job. He found some suspicious points in the ocean that even our Slaughter Squad members had a hard time spotting. I’m starting to doubt his identity. Little Chloe, if this person is untrustworthy, I won’t let him go any further."

The cold killing intent was in his dark eyes.

Chloe said, "That’s why I want him to prove it."

To prove that he wasn’t an outsider but sincerely helping.

Len Hawthorne’s dark eyes narrowed slightly with a smile, "Aren’t you worried that he’ll find out, Little Chloe?"

"He knows I’m testing him," Chloe’s intentions were so obvious. How could Herbert Maxwell not see it?

Len Hawthorne couldn’t help but smirk, "So what about now? What does it prove?"

"I’m more doubtful about his background."

Chloe’s reply made Len Hawthorne blink, followed by a low chuckle, "Let’s go in and see that woman first."

*

Ivy Crowley had managed to survive until today, all thanks to a man named Harrison Skylar who had chosen her.

As darkness was broken by a ray of light, Ivy closed her eyes to avoid the blinding brightness.

"Chloe?"

Recognizing the figure at the door, Ivy’s eyes brimmed with ferocity for a moment.

Then she burst into crazed laughter, "You’re still alive."

Chloe stepped forward, stopping in front of her, placing a hand on her head, and saw only two dim figures.

Releasing her grip, she turned to Len and said, "I only saw two blurry shadows."

Len came over and tried Chloe’s method to look for himself but saw nothing as well.

"It seems we can only wait for them to reveal themselves," Len stepped back, "Look for Albert Webb."

"Team Hawthorne, what about this woman?"

The team members had long been impatient dealing with her.

Len emotionlessly said, "Throw her in the Water Dungeon if she’s useless. The glacier and ocean are the breakthroughs. Let’s prepare in advance."

"Understood!"

The team member sighed with relief, no longer having to follow this woman around.

Hearing the words ’Water Dungeon,’ Ivy frowned, her intuition telling her that it wasn’t a good place, "Where are you taking me? Let go of me. Chloe, aren’t you afraid my elder brother will find trouble with you? You’re friends, yet you’re doing this to his sister. You don’t deserve to be his friend..."

A team member knocked out the clamoring Ivy, "Miss Chloe Stephens, when we took her away, Director Crowley was on the scene, and he acquiesced to our behavior."

Chloe nodded.

*

Webb Family.

Len Hawthorne’s personal visit was a surprise to Albert Webb.

Seeing Chloe and the others accompanying him, he seemed to understand, "It seems you’ve recovered well."

"They’ll come after you again," said Chloe bluntly, "We need you to act as bait to clarify their intentions."

Albert Webb nodded, "I’m more than happy to help in that regard, but," his expression showed some concern, "Their abilities have already surpassed the peak of the ancient martial arts. It won’t be easy to deal with them. Most likely, you’ll encounter the same problems as before."

Len’s brows furrowed slightly.

He didn’t want Chloe to experience that again.

"I won’t die."

Albert Webb looked at Len Hawthorne.

Chloe raised her eyebrows, "Why are you looking at him? I can make my own decisions."

"Little Chloe, you have to take me into consideration as well," Len Hawthorne was exasperated, "I didn’t say you can’t get involved."

Chloe pressed her lips together, her face tense.

Len couldn’t help but smile, reaching out to pinch her cheeks.

Chloe moved away, her face cold.

Seeing their interaction, the others couldn’t help but feel a little strange.

Behind closed doors, the two of them were... rather intriguing.

Len Hawthorne said to Albert Webb, "This is dangerous, you might want to discuss it with the Lynch Family."

"I can make my own decisions on this matter."

Len Hawthorne gave him a deep look, nodded, "In that case, there’s no need for further ado."

Proceed directly.

Alex Stephens asked, "What do we need to do?"

"Nothing, just wait for them to come looking for trouble."

Alex Stephens: "..."