His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1020: A Surprise for You, Senior_1

Chapter 1020: Chapter 1020: A Surprise for You, Senior_1

Chapter 1020

Chloe Collins retrieved her phone and turned it on.

She received numerous messages congratulating her.

Only Heijii’s message seemed out of place: Boss, this morning, Reginald Taylor stuffed a few people into our team and relocated several of our members.

[They are burning bridges.]

[Chloe: No need to rush, let’s wait patiently.]

A call came in, and she slid to answer.

"Guess where I am?" came the familiar warm voice of the medical staff, sounding like a boy-next-door.

Chloe Collins heard the airport announcement from the other end of the call.

"You’re coming here?"

"No, I’m sorry, Eleven, something came up and I need to leave for a few days, I’ll tell you when I return. I didn’t want you to wait, that’s why I called. Anyway, your College Entrance Exams are over, go have fun with your friends tonight, put the expenses on my tab."

Chloe Collins chuckled softly, "Sure, I’ll put it on your tab."

"Alright, I’m about to board the plane, send me a picture of wherever you’re partying tonight, so I can feel included."

"Safe journey."

The call ended.

At the same time, at Orlando Airport, Milton White smiled looking at his phone, his boarding ticket in hand, heading for the Capitol.

"Little Eleven, your senior has a surprise for you."

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Just as Chloe Collins hung up the phone, Layla Lowell "flew" over and hugged her, planting a kiss on her cheek.

"Ah, it’s finally over!"

"Let’s go karaoke tonight, sing and drink, how about it?" Her eyes shimmered with light, her body radiating jubilation.

Chloe Collins put her phone back in her pocket and said, "I might have something later, let’s go now."

"Sure, it’s about time anyway. I’ll make a reservation now."

"No need for that."

Layla Lowell hooked her arm around Chloe Collins’s shoulder and laughed, "Are you gonna book the whole place again?"

"I don’t like sharing with others."

"True, it’s not very clean, quite messy. But, only those with money can do as they please."

The sound of their conversation echoed in the distance.

The entire campus was filled with the cheering sounds of students.

The sky was vibrantly colored, as if a fairy had accidentally spilled a pot of colored ink, casting a golden hue over everything.

Both of them were holding a cup of milk tea as they leisurely walked towards the school gate.

Layla Lowell glanced at her phone and said, "Wanda Wesley said she’s busy and will come later. Robert Foster said he’s also busy. What a coincidence they both have something on?"

Recalling Robert Foster’s words from yesterday morning, Chloe Collins knew the answer.

"Mmm, Chlo-Chlo, looks like someone’s coming over, seems like they’re headed for you."

A middle-aged man in a suit was walking toward them, his gaze fixed on Chloe Collins.

She recognized him, the Taylor’s driver, who had driven her home before and whom she had gotten to spill the beans about the feud between her mother and the Taylors.

"Miss Collins, Madam sent me to pick you up and bring you home. She has prepared a banquet to celebrate the end of your exams."

"Tell her not to bother, I’m not coming back."

"Miss Collins, Miss Collins." The man approached, "She said that if you do not come back with me, she will fire me. I have a family to support, could you please help me?"

A faint coldness appeared in Chloe Collins’ eyes, "Oh, I see. Well, tell her if you get fired, you can come work for me, I’ll pay double your salary, off you go."

The driver stood still for a moment, as if his brain had been knocked out by the sudden joy.

Layla Lowell laughed, turning to Chloe Collins and said, "Having money really makes things easier."

They hadn’t taken more than a few steps when they saw another person——the Collinses’ driver.