Chapter 200: Her Red Lips

Maxwell Bell escorted Chloe Sullivan to the lounge and poured her a cup of hot water.

"The cruise has already set off, we can't go back now."

"I know."

Maxwell pulled out his phone, intending to call Chloe Lewis directly.

Chloe's fingers interlocked nervously, "Arthur, do you think Auntie will like the earrings I shot tonight?"

"I guess." Maxwell didn't really know what older women liked, he frowned, his phone had no signal.

"Strange, there's no signal."

Hearing this, Chloe's nervous heart relaxed momentarily.

*

On the second floor in a private booth.

Julia Land was coerced by a bodyguard to sign, and she cooperatively complied.

Might as well sign.

Even signed, the contract would be void.

She could imitate someone else's handwriting.

Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Simon Moore frowned.

There were bodyguards guarding the door, so there should be no worries.

The knocking continued.

Simon gestured for a bodyguard to check.