Chapter 470

Chapter 470 Leaked Photos

Chloe’s heart ached sharply at the mention of her mother’s precious jewelry being refurbished and

altered. Those pieces held sentimental value and were part of the dowry her mother had left for her…

Emily stepped forward, trying to offer some reassurance. “Why don’t you ask Noah about it? Your

mother’s jewelry is of exceptional quality and craftsmanship. There’s a chance that they haven’t been

subjected to any refurbishment or alteration.”

“I can only hope so.”

Emily had taken a day off today, and her birthday was just around the corner. She had her eye on a

particular handbag, and there happened to be one in the same style among the bags Joseph had given

Chloe.

Since Chloe had the idea of gifting it to Emily for her birthday, the two of them headed to the Johnson

Group’s warehouse to retrieve the bag. As Emily surveyed the warehouse filled with a plethora of

branded bags, a vein visibly throbbing on her forehead. “What a waste!” she exclaimed, her frustration

evident.

Chloe helplessly replied, “I sold some of them on a second-hand platform. Otherwise, there would be

even more.”

“…Oh my God, do you hear the words coming out of your mouth? Flaunting wealth will only bring you

trouble!”

“You can choose whichever bag you like. Take as many as you can carry. It’s no problem.”

Emily’s expression did a complete 180-degree turn, and she cheerfully grabbed Chloe’s arm.” I take

back what I said earlier, Coco. You’re my best friend forever!”

Chloe’s mouth twitched as she was momentarily left speechless.

The Johnson Group was a small company with a relatively small workforce. With business slowing

down during the autumn season, there was a backlog of work that had piled up for over two days.

Surprisingly, Chloe managed to complete it all within just two hours. Once she was done, she glanced

at Emily, who was still engrossed in choosing a bag. The indecisiveness of a Virgo was truly something

to behold.

Chloe ordered two cups of coffee and began browsing on her phone. Suddenly, a post grabbed

her attention.

[What is Chloe Johnson’s true background?]

Intrigued, she clicked on the post and was greeted with three key points.

First, she allegedly stole Xavia’s five-year love.

Second, Harold went as far as holding a press conference to defend her.

Third, Noah publicly suggested a hostage exchange.

Past events, long forgotten, resurfaced with exaggerated and nonsensical commentary.

After reading through the irrational content, it became apparent to Chloe that the article lacked clarity

and coherence. It appeared to be a clickbait piece solely aimed at grabbing attention. Perhaps it was

prompted by the morning announcement of the armed robbery at the Exotic Star jewelry exhibition,

enticing individuals to capitalize on the publicity. Curiously, the post was gaining popularity, yet all the

comments below were generated by bot accounts. This suggested that someone had hired a bunch of

internet trolls for this post.

However, Chloe remained indifferent to all of this and had no desire to be entangled in the online

drama. She understood that the internet was a fickle place where trends and controversies came and

went within a matter of days. Octavia’s words rang true-being too prominent could attract unwanted

attention.

Suddenly, her phone rang, signaling an incoming video call from Icarus, who was currently far away in

another country. “Chloe, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about something.”

Chloe glanced at his serious expression displayed on the screen, and a hint of unease crept into her

heart. “I have time. Go ahead.”

“I stumbled upon these photos on some foreign websites…” As he spoke, her attention was diverted by

a notification on her computer. Chloe set down her phone and reached for her mouse, clicking to open

the new email that had just arrived.

In the photos, she found herself seated on Icarus’ lap, both of them scantily clad in their underwear.

The backdrop revealed a private room within a restaurant, evoking an indescribable sense of

lasciviousness in their gestures and actions.

Her thoughts spun in a chaotic whirlwind, leaving her rooted to the spot, frozen in disbelief.

“Chloe, these photos were leaked to certain foreign websites. Although they haven’t circulated widely

within the domestic social scene yet, you need to be mentally prepared. There’s a possibility that

people around you might come across these photos at any given moment…”

After what felt like an eternity, Chloe managed to find her voice, albeit trembling. “Send me the link.”

Icarus fell silent for a moment before responding, “Do you want to report this to the police?” She

countered, “Have you already reported it to the overseas authorities?”