"Lucas, what are you talking about?"
Chloe Simpson was still completely unaware, feeling confused, and holding her burning cheek.
She hadn't left the conference room since waking up, so she certainly didn't know about the rumors spreading throughout the hospital.
"What am I talking about? Chloe, the whole hospital is gossiping about how you served the Young Master of the Johnson Family last night! And you ask me what I'm talking about?"
"Ha, Chloe, who are you pretending for? You've had such an expensive meal; I heard breakfast at the Season Imperial Pavilion costs forty thousand. How was it? Delicious, wasn't it? Huh?!"
Lucas Hughes grabbed Chloe's hair and pushed her onto the sofa.
"Ouch! I didn't, Lucas, listen to me..."
Chloe tried to explain while reaching out to hold her hair that was being pulled.
Last night, Alexander Johnson did want her to serve him, but in the end, nothing happened between them.