Eugene raised an eyebrow at Landon. "What's the update?" Landon settled into a nearby armchair, looking as relaxed as always. "Anthony lost the use of one hand. They sent him to a remote place. Mr. Kerry Ruiz came in person to apologize, handing over their two largest development projects—all just to beg you to go easy on the Ruiz family." "He got this kind of attitude, so of course I'll cut him some slack. Honestly, I should probably thank Anthony." A slight smile touched Eugene's lips. Seeing his expression, Landon frowned. "You can still smile? You nearly kicked the bucket today—do you realize that?" "I won't kick the bucket," Eugene replied with certainty. "Don't be so confident. You might be interested in her, but who knows how Ms. Lewis really feels about you," Landon couldn't resist teasing. "And I saw you making a move on her while the drug was working." Called out, Eugene didn't get angry; he actually laughed. "She had feelings for it." "What?" "Have someone send Mr. Slade a few bottles of quality red wine," Eugene said before closing his eyes with a relaxed expression. He genuinely needed to rest now. Not because of the drug's effects, but because... Chloe's strike had been powerful. His stomach still ached from the impact. That hit? Even Bruce might not strike that hard. Thinking back to that accident before—it was also Chloe who had stepped in to fix it. She had clearly looked so delicate and gentle, so how could she have had such impressive fighting skills? Clearly, she had more layers than met the eye. ***** At Myers Manor...Donald delivered a file to the villa. Arthur was upstairs taking a shower while Jennifer sat downstairs with Jenarth, browsing through a children's magazine. "Ms. Williams, please give this to Mr. Myers as soon as he comes out. He specifically said it's urgent," Donald said earnestly. "Of course. Don't worry, I'll take it up to him right away." "Thank you." After Donald left, Jennifer eyed the envelope he'd delivered, feeling uncertain. It contained some documents, but she had no idea what they were about. She only knew Arthur had instructed Donald to look it up first and deliver it at once. She knew she shouldn't look. But what could Arthur be so concerned about right now? Jennifer lifted her gaze toward the upstairs hallway, her nerves tightening.Jenarth glanced at her, then walked over and handed her the envelope. "Mommy, I'll go check if Daddy Arthur is finished." Jennifer took it and, without further hesitation, opened it and pulled out the documents. The moment she saw the contents, her expression darkened. It was Chloe's employment information: she had joined the LOVE brand under Cosmos Group. When Jennifer saw the job title, she stood up abruptly. A designer position was one thing, but Chloe was LOVE's design director. She had no proper qualifications, yet she became the design director at LOVE? It was ridiculous. Her fingers tightened around the papers, fury rising within her. She wanted to tear the documents to shreds and throw them into the fireplace. Chloe! Chloe!Why wouldn't that name just disappear forever? Why was Arthur still looking into Chloe? They were divorced. Why did he still care about that woman? "Daddy Arthur! Donald brought you a file!" Jenarth's voice carried down from upstairs. Hearing him, Jennifer quickly slipped the papers back into the envelope. She smoothed her hair, lifted her chin, and walked upstairs with a practiced smile already in place. LOVE's new Four Seasons collection had just launched. It was their first full-line release, and it generated massive buzz. Since LOVE had only announced the series name without revealing the design concepts, public curiosity exploded. Online discussions were already heating up. Chloe arrived at the office early. The design department needed her to help with follow-up promo work, and the manager was waiting for her. She had just reached the entrance when Diana hurried over to intercept her. "Chloe, have you eaten breakfast? There's a new place across the street that's really good. My treat?" "I already ate." Chloe looked at Diana's anxious face and said seriously, "I need to see the manager right now." With that, she headed straight for the design department. "Chloe, wait—" Diana rushed after her, but Chloe had already stepped into the elevator.