His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1088: Care about me? Then, blow - 1

Chapter 1088: Chapter 1088: Care about me? Then, blow - 1

Chapter 1088

After taking a call, he said, "I’m headed there now".

"There’s an issue with the company," he revealed.

"Then drop me off. I’ll go in Senior’s car," Chloe Collins said while still staring at her phone screen.

Alexander Foster said, "No worries. I’ll take you there first."

With that, he sped up, passing Milton White’s car along the way.

Milton White quickly caught up.

The taxi driver behind them lacked experience and soon lost their trail.

Mane York in the car would have grabbed the steering wheel from the driver if it hadn’t been for the red light; even so, they couldn’t have chased them down.

After looking around for a while, the car was already out of sight.

"Ah!"

She let out a sigh and couldn’t help but glare at the driver.

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Chloe Collins and the medical staff returned to Southvale’s Riverside, and Alexander Foster headed back to the company.

Once back home, Chloe Collins asked the medical staff to go check out LM.

"I’ve recently taken over the Taylors and I’m a bit overwhelmed."

Milton White agreed: "Okay, I’ll go check it out, but the company is still yours."

Chloe Collins glanced over, "Are you gifting it to me?"

"Yeah, it was opened for you," Milton White replied, raising his eyebrows.

Back then, he started the company specifically to draw her out of the Dark Alliance.

Chloe Collins sat down and hugged a pillow. "No thanks, I’ll just continue being a major shareholder, I’m swamped."

A year ago, Milton White wanted to transfer the entire company to her, but she had been stalling the process so Milton White remained the chairperson of the company.

Her gaze landed on Milton White’s wrist. "What’s up with your hand?"

Milton White involuntarily recoiled his hand. "Nothing much. Are you worried about me? Then, blow on it."

He extended his hand laughingly.

Chloe Collins stayed put: "Something’s wrong, you must be hiding something from me."

The warmth of Milton White’s smile reached his eyes, which shone as brilliantly as the rising sun. "Adults have their own matters, children don’t need to know."

Chloe Collins silently watched him.

Milton White couldn’t help but chuckle. "Okay, I’ll tell you."

He took off his wristwatch, revealing a full circle of red marks around his wrist, and glanced at her, explaining bit by bit: "I had a fight with someone, minor injuries."

"A fight? With whom?"

Milton White stared at her, speechless for a moment.

Suddenly, he, with a slow curl of his lips, said: "A horribly criminal person."

"Who?"

"A robber."

"A robber? As in someone who robs?"

"Yes, correct. A robber, who stole something very important from someone."

Chloe Collins watched him, lost in thought.

He put back on his wristwatch, "It’s a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

When he turned his gaze back to Chloe Collins, he changed the subject: "When does the semester start?"

Chloe Collins looked up at him, "September."

"There’s plenty of time, have some fun. Wherever you want to go, I’ll take you."

Chloe Collins pondered for a bit and said, "In that case, let’s go back to Harville Temple to see Master and Timmy Collins."

"Sounds good, it’s been a long time since my last visit, it’s about time."

They went up the mountain that afternoon.

On a scorching summer day, Harville Temple was still as majestic and magnificent as ever, bustling with visitors.

Both of them wandered slowly in the crowd, reminiscing about almost every sight as these scenes brought back memories.

To Chloe Collins, Milton White was no different from family; after all, she had known him since she was six, and they had known each other till this day.

Just as Master Matsu once said, Milton White was like both a father and a mother to her; he was completely deserving of the title ’Senior’.

After spending half an hour in the temple, both of them veered towards the back mountain to find Timmy Collins.

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(Spoiler: The ’medical staff’ lied.)