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Chapter 439 Does He Think He’s an Emperor?

Chloe did not feel Noah’s actions were anything out of the ordinary, assuming that he was carrying out Desmond’s

task to gain more exposure to the industry.

Following in Scott’s footsteps, they entered a conference dining hall. Many people were seated around a large

round table, none of whom Chloe recognized except for Joseph. Xavia was present too, sitting by his side as if she

were his companion.

Chloe’s feet felt as if they were rooted to the spot. She could not move a single step forward and a self-deprecating

expression spread across her face.

Having achieved his goal, Scott intentionally spoke up, “Mr. Joseph, Ms. Chloe is here. Mr. Noah, please have a seat

wherever you like.”

Noah nodded and found an empty chair to sit in.

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As Joseph caught sight of the two entering together, a slight frown darkened his handsome face. “Come here,” he

commanded.

Chloe looked at the empty seat next to him. If she sat there, he would be sandwiched between. Xavia and her.

‘Who does he think he is? An emperor? Why would he want to be surrounded by women on both sides?’

A sense of rebellion surged within Chloe as the thought crossed her mind. Ignoring Joseph’s words, she chose to sit

next to Noah instead, causing Joseph to furrow his eyebrows in disbelief.

Everyone in the room could sense the tension that hung heavily in the air.

“Let’s continue then.” Someone mustered the courage to play the peacemaker, urging the meeting to proceed.

Joseph did not speak much, only occasionally offering sharp and incisive opinions. During the meeting, Scott

brought over a pot of top-quality tea, and Xavia took the initiative to serve the tea to everyone. The others took this

for granted, treating their female companions as mere accessories to showcase, while the rest of their role was to

serve them.

Chloe was no novice in the professional world and did not feel much inside. After all, she had no intention of serving

these men like a maid. Of course, unless there was a situation where she needed to seek a favor from someone.

When it was Joseph’s turn, no one knew if it was intentional or unintentional, Xavia left her V- neckline wide open,

revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her alluring cleavage. Joseph noticed this, but his gaze quickly shifted away,

lingering on it for less than a second. His expression remained impassive, resembling that of a celibate saint.

Chloe let out a disdainful snort, barely satisfied with his reaction.

Seeing Joseph’s indifference, Xavia clenched her teeth but maintained her composed and graceful demeanor. “Joe,

have some tea. You must be parched,” she said.

Joseph was indeed feeling a little thirsty and took a sip. Xavia watched as the tea entered his stomach, feeling a

surge of joy inside her.

In just twenty minutes, the effects of the drug would kick in. All she had to do now was wait quietly for Scott’s next

move. She left her seat and went to the restroom, intending to discuss the plan with Scott and ensure nothing went

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wrong.

The meeting concluded in fifteen minutes. Joseph walked over to Chloe’s side and reached out to hold her hand,

intending to lead her away.

However, Chloe forcefully shook off his grip. “I don’t want you to hold my hand.”

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked, bewildered.

“What do you mean, ‘What’s wrong with me?”” Chloe retorted angrily, her laughter tinged with sarcasm. “You were

the one who had Xavia sit next to you and even helped her off the stage. Now you suddenly care about me?”

Joseph paused for a moment. “She was wearing high heels and almost tripped. I was the closest, so I had to help

her. And besides, it wasn’t me who asked her to sit next to me. Someone appreciates her performance and brought

her here.”

He had purposely saved a seat for Chloe, and now she was blaming him.

“Since she’s pregnant, why is she wearing high heels?” Chloe’s voice grew more plaintive. ” Didn’t you see it at all?

It’s all part of her ruse. She did it on purpose.”

Ever since finding out she was pregnant, Chloe had been wearing flat shoes to prevent tripping or hurting herself

while walking. Why did Xavia not understand such common sense?