His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 883: Related to those who ambushed Emma Foster back then!_1

Chapter 883: Chapter 883: Related to those who ambushed Emma Foster back then!_1

Chapter 883

Chloe Collins knits her brows, glancing at her phone as she walks out.

Heijii hasn’t sent her a message, neither has Wanda Wesley.

She sent a message, but got no reply.

Just as she was about to look for them, Heijii finally replied.

[Boss, I just had time to check my phone. (Picture)]

In the photo, they were locked in a room.

[Cold Lizard is at it again, trying to use us to threaten you.]

[Does he think I’m still the same as before? Hmph!]

[Boss, let’s play along and hold him steady for now, luckily I can investigate the Platinum Order here, this place is the C-level Secret Room.]

[The signal is poor, that’s all for now.]

Each message takes Chloe a bit longer to receive, it appears the signal is indeed poor.

She responded.

[Stay safe.]

She arrived at South Wing, the guard kept everyone but her out.

"Miss Fu, your room is 202."

This building is full of duplexes, two units per floor.

When Chloe got to 202, she heard a lively conversation.

It was those few fleet leaders.

The door to 202 was open, and she stood at the doorway, questioning if she had the wrong room

At this time, Dark Falcon saw her.

"Fu has returned."

The Helmsman of the Third Fleet immediately stood up.

"Ah, our goddess of war is back! Please, come in!"

Chloe stood at the door, puzzled.

The Helmsman of the Third Fleet laughed: "The conditions in the division are poor, so we could only arrange for you and your husband to make do here, but do accept our sincerity."

Chloe’s gaze skimmed over them and rested on Alexander Foster’s face.

He gave her a slight smile, then turned to the others: "We need to rest, gentlemen, please leave."

The three excitedly responded: "Of course, of course, it’s nap time, you should rest... Bennett White, think about our offer, the benefits from the alliance this year are very good, if you two return, you’ll surely make a fortune!"

"Yes, yes, that way you won’t be financially restricted by your family. You can feed your child any formula milk you want."

Chloe: "..."

The way these people’s imaginations run wild beat even the scriptwriters.

Once the door was closed, the room fell silent.

Chloe instinctively walked over and suddenly noticed the bedroom.

Her expression changes: This...

The bedroom was decorated as a bridal suite. The bedding was festive, and a photo from their battle years ago was hung above the bed.

On the side was a very earthy cross-stitch: United Forever.

"Are you going in to sleep?" A man’s voice rang out.

Chloe averted her gaze and strolled to the couch: "Here is fine."

Alexander Foster then stood: "Then sleep here."

He took off his jacket and spread it on top.

Chloe opened her eyes: "Why should I sleep there?"

"The place you’re sitting has been sat on by those three." Alexander Foster said.

Chloe hadn’t noticed anything at first, but on hearing this, she suddenly felt disgusted.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Mr. Foster, new news..."

Before Maurice Willis could finish his sentence, he suddenly went quiet.

His gaze was fixed on Chloe, as well as Alexander Foster who had removed his coat and mask.

His lips tightened, suddenly at a loss for words.

"There are no outsiders here." Alexander Foster spoke indifferently.

Maurice Willis understood, and immediately announced, "New news, Cold Lizard is linked with the group that ambushed Mrs. Wheeler!"

Chloe suddenly looked up.

She knew about the ambush on Emma Foster. It should have been the last collective meeting of the research group that was ambushed.