My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 165: VIP Room 666

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: VIP Room 666

Chloe Simpson, her eyes red and swollen, screamed at Nanny King like a madwoman.

"Alright, alright, Miss Simpson, don’t be so anxious. I’ll call the Eldest Young Master right now."

Nanny King had no choice but to appease Chloe Simpson while pulling out her phone to call Alexander Johnson.

"Fine, call him right now."

Chloe Simpson stood by, staring unblinkingly as Nanny King dialed Alexander Johnson’s number.

Meanwhile, Alexander Johnson was at Bastian Taylor’s birthday party with Selene Wilson.

The private room was filled with dazzling lights, clinking glasses, and raucous laughter; Alexander Johnson couldn’t even hear his phone ringing.

Nanny King repeatedly tried calling, one after another, dialing dozens of times, but Alexander Johnson didn’t answer.

By this time, Chloe Simpson had completely lost her patience.

"Nanny King, you didn’t actually call Alexander Johnson, did you? You’re lying to me, aren’t you? You’re just stalling for time. You’re his servant, so of course, you’re in cahoots with him!"

Because of Alexander Johnson’s involvement in her mother’s kidnapping, Chloe Simpson was already consumed by rage to the point of irrationality.

In her eyes, Alexander Johnson was nothing less than a devil, and Nanny King, as his subordinate, must be conspiring with him and indulging in his wickedness.

"I swear, Miss Simpson, I really did call the Eldest Young Master. If you don’t believe me, just look at my call log."

Nanny King hurriedly pulled up her phone’s call records to show Chloe Simpson.

After examining it, Chloe Simpson was finally convinced.

"Alright, so Alexander Johnson won’t pick up, huh? I’ll call him myself! I’ll find him myself!"

Chloe Simpson grabbed the phone and began dialing Alexander Johnson again while hastily slipping on her shoes to rush out the door.

"Miss Simpson, please don’t do this. You’re drunk, it’s late, and you don’t even know where the Eldest Young Master is. Where could you possibly look for him?"

"Please listen to me. Just wait at home for the Eldest Young Master to come back, alright? It’s dangerous for a young woman like you to go out now."

Nanny King tried desperately to stop her, but Chloe Simpson wasn’t listening.

She pushed Nanny King aside and stormed out without hesitation.

The phone still emitted the mechanical sound of unanswered calls.

"Alexander Johnson, no matter where you are tonight, I will find you!"

Chloe Simpson ran out of the apartment, out of the residential area, and picked a random direction to start running.

Not far away, a car was quietly following her.

After sending Chloe Simpson a message, Mark had assigned someone to monitor her.

Inside the car trailing Chloe Simpson were Mark’s men.

As they followed her, one of them pulled out his phone to call Mark.

"Hello, Mr. Mark. This woman, Chloe Simpson, seems to have had a lot to drink. She just ran out of the Eldest Young Master’s apartment aimlessly; it’s unclear where she’s heading."

Mark chuckled upon hearing this and instructed, "Where else could she go? She’s definitely looking for the Eldest Young Master. Since that’s the case, let’s lend her a hand..."

"Understood, Mr. Mark. I’ll handle it right away."

After hanging up, the man pressed the accelerator and pulled up in front of Chloe Simpson. "Miss, need a ride?"

"Yes!"

Chloe Simpson, like a headless chicken, stumbled around aimlessly. When she saw a car pull up, she wasted no time and immediately opened the door to get in.

"Miss, where to?"

The man glanced at the visibly drunk Chloe Simpson through the rearview mirror and asked.

"I... Where am I going? I’m looking for someone. I don’t even know where I’m going. Where should I go to look?"

Chloe Simpson paused for a moment, uncertain of her destination. All she knew was that she had a singular determination: to find Alexander Johnson.

"Miss, judging by your appearance, you’ve definitely been wronged by a man. I can’t stand seeing men bully women. At this hour, where could men go? Definitely those nightlife spots."

"How about this? I’ll take you to the biggest nightlife venue in Kyohai first. You can look around inside, and I’ll wait for you at the entrance. If he’s not there, you can come out, and I’ll take you to another spot."

The man deftly proposed.

"Alright, let’s do that. No matter what, I must find him tonight!"

Chloe Simpson, lost and helpless, immediately agreed to the man’s plan.

Forty minutes later, the man had driven Chloe Simpson to the largest nightlife venue in Kyohai, "Nightfall."

"Thank you, sir. Wait here for me. I’ll go inside and look around. If I don’t find him, we’ll head to the next location."

Chloe Simpson glanced at the driver, opened the car door, and prepared to get out.

"Miss, judging by your state, you seem really drunk. Are you sure you can manage? Never mind, I’ll go the extra mile to help you out. If we’re going to help, let’s help thoroughly. I’ll go in with you."

"Oh, by the way, miss, who are you looking for? Do you have a photo? Show me and I’ll help ask around."

The man, worried she might give up before thoroughly searching, turned off the engine and got out to accompany her.

Once inside Nightfall, the man pretended to inquire at the front desk.

"Miss, it seems even the heavens won’t let you be wronged. What a coincidence. It sounds like the man you’re looking for is indeed here. The receptionist said they recognize this photo."

"Apparently, tonight, the Taylor Family’s young master reserved the largest private room for a birthday party—right in Room 666."

After asking, the man returned and, as instructed by Mark, informed Chloe Simpson of Alexander Johnson’s location.