His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 956 She Explained_1

Chapter 956: Chapter 956 She Explained_1

Chapter 956

He pulled up the recording of Nathaniel Nolan and Chloe Collins, ready to expose it online.

Precisely as he finished editing his post, a wafer-thin moonbeam suddenly sneaked in through the slowly billowing curtains, illuminating his keyboard.

He withdrew the hand he had extended.

He’ll give her one last chance!

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Chloe marked down the pre-sale date and said to Alexander Foster, "Your friend is pretty quick."

Her comment went unanswered by the man.

She saw his gaze seemingly focus on her mouth and unwittingly glanced down herself.

Suddenly, he reached out, gently wiping something off the corner of her mouth.

"Is it that good?" He asked, smiling gently.

Chloe stiffened a little, and leaned back, causing his hand to retreat as well.

He handed her a glass of water and said, "The autograph session will be in June."

"Autograph session?"

Chloe glanced the text again — there was no mention of it, only the date of the pre-sale.

"Yes, probably on the day after your College Entrance Exam," he stated.

"Where?"

"Not sure yet, where would you prefer it to be?"

Chloe directed her gaze towards him, thoroughly scrutinizing him.

Alex locked eyes with her and asked,"What’s up?"

Chloe slowly moved her gaze away, "Nothing."

She got up, "I’m going to brush my teeth."

Before she could move, she felt warmth on her wrist.

Glancing back, she saw his eyes filled with anticipation.

It was as if she just remembered something and softly said, "Just a regular classmate, not particularly close."

Instantly, she witnessed vibrant colors spark in his eyes.

He then let go of her hand, saying, "Goodnight."

He collected the remaining spicy snacks, taking them all away.

"Junk food, shouldn’t eat too much of it."

Chloe: (⊙o⊙)...

Two days later, in the Training Building.

Upon returning from the restroom, Mitchell Quincy found an additional small box on his desk.

On it was a charity tag with a classic thank-you phrase.

"Mitchell Quincy, hurry up and open it, let’s see what the smell of a perfume that costs one hundred thousand smells like!"

There was a faint glimmer in Mitchell’s dim eyes, "Did she personally bring it over to me?"

"Yeah, just put it down."

Mitchell regretted, why did he choose to use the restroom then?

"Quickly open it, let us smell that perfume."

Mitchell touched the perfume box, picturing Chloe Collins holding this perfume bottle in his mind.

This small box had laid in her palm.

Upon thinking of this, he couldn’t bear to unwrap it.

He paid no mind to the others, not responding to their words.

The others lost interest after a few chirpy comments.

He sat back down, carefully admiring the box in his hand, kissing it again and again, lost in his fascination.

In the afternoon, Chloe found a letter in her desk.

She casually opened it and read through it, a crack appearing on her normally indifferent face.

"Dear Miss Chloe Collins, I received the perfume, but there’s a small problem, I hope you can make some changes. Meet me on the playground after school - Mitchell Quincy."

The three characters for Mitchell Quincy seemed to be written forcefully, deeply inked.

She turned back to take a look at his desk, there was no one there.

She randomly stopped a passing male classmate.

"Do you know Mitchell Quincy?" She asked indifferently.

The boy was thrilled to speak to her for the first time and immediately responded, "Of course, he’s my dorm mate. Not to brag, but I’m the one who talks to him the most in this class."

Chloe handed him the letter: "Please return this to him for me and pass him a message, I am very satisfied with my work and will not make any changes."

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(It seems there is a double monthly ticket activity going on now, shout out for monthly tickets, feel free to vote as you like. That’s it for today, see you tomorrow night ~)