My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 152 Gabriella Dyer was Forced to Take Action

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 Gabriella Dyer was Forced to Take Action

Gabriella Dyer took a deep breath, forcefully raked her fingers over her scalp, then directly ordered Mark.

"What? Madam, you mean right now?" Mark was stunned upon hearing her command.

"Yes, right now." Gabriella repeated her order firmly.

"Madam, I’m afraid now isn’t a good time, and we don’t have much material on Eldest Young Master and Chloe Simpson at hand. The only video evidence we have was provided by Lucas Hughes."

"Moreover, when Lucas recorded it, it was pitch dark in the evening—nothing can be seen. You can only hear the voices of Eldest Young Master and Chloe."

"Evidence like this hardly holds any weight. If Eldest Young Master decides to tamper with it, he could do so in a heartbeat. He wouldn’t even need to act—he could casually deny it with a claim that someone framed him by deliberately fabricating his voice."

Mark was still unaware of the private jet incident and continued analyzing the pros and cons of the situation for Gabriella methodically.

"What do you know? Only you can think of such things? Do you think I wouldn’t have considered all this? I said do it, so just do it! Since when did you start wasting so much breath? Who’s the master here—me or you?"

"Handle it right now. If I don’t see the trending topics by the end of today, Mark, you know what the consequences will be!"

Of course, Gabriella was fully aware of the risks and challenges Mark mentioned. She understood them better than anyone else—do you think she didn’t?

Otherwise, why hadn’t she acted sooner?

But things had reached this point, and she couldn’t afford to hesitate any longer.

If she didn’t act now, she would have no time to deal with everything that followed.

After speaking her piece, Gabriella directly hung up the phone.

Mark froze for a second, shocked by Gabriella’s agitation and the abrupt end to their call.

At that moment, he finally sensed that something was amiss.

He thought, for Gabriella to behave this way, something must have happened.

Although Mark didn’t know exactly what had occurred, he understood one thing: he had to immediately carry out Gabriella’s orders.

[Madam, don’t worry, I’ll handle it as you instructed. You’ll definitely see the trending topics today.]

Mark sent Gabriella a WeChat message, then turned his attention to contacting the media.

Meanwhile, Alexander Johnson had already returned to the apartment.

Chloe Simpson had been sitting on the couch all night without sleeping. By morning, even President Davis couldn’t hold on any longer and had nodded off on the sofa in a groggy stupor.

But the moment she heard the sound of the door opening, Chloe jolted awake instantly.

She looked up and saw Alexander Johnson, and her energy surged to its peak.

"You’re back."

Chloe rubbed her bleary eyes, picked up the medical report that had fallen to the floor, and walked towards Alexander at the door.

"Mm, Nanny King said you had something to discuss with me. Go ahead—what is it?"

Alexander frowned slightly, glancing at the medical report in Chloe’s hand before his gaze settled on her face.

"I want you to explain what’s going on here."

Chloe handed the medical report directly to Alexander.

Without a word, Alexander took the report and started leafing through it as he walked over to the sofa.

Chloe followed him to the couch.

The moment Alexander saw the HIV blood test report, his heart couldn’t help but tighten—but upon reading it to the end, he exhaled a sigh of relief.

The medical report Chloe had obtained wasn’t the fabricated HIV-positive blood test report he had instructed Jack Woods to prepare. Instead, it was the report confirming that neither he nor Chloe had contracted HIV during their earlier checks.

"What’s wrong with this report?"

Alexander finished reading it and casually tossed the blood test report onto the table.

"What’s wrong? Alexander Johnson, the date on this blood test report clearly matches the time of our first examination. The results unequivocally show that there were no issues; neither of us contracted any HIV."

"So why was I handed a report stating that we both tested positive for HIV? Plus, Ansun Hospital stores reports for infectious diseases like this in a designated, secure archive."

"Especially for diseases like HIV—highly contagious and incurable—they handle such matters with exceptional caution. My question is, why were we told we contracted HIV when, in the beginning, nothing was wrong?"

Chloe laughed—a sharp, bitter laugh. Yet Alexander Johnson had the audacity to ask her what was wrong with the report?

Examination date?

"!"

Alexander froze mid-movement, swiftly grabbing back the blood test report he had just tossed aside onto the table.