When Landon heard Chloe's decision, a sense of awe mixed with concern rose within him. It wasn't about anything else—it was the sheer, unshakable composure she projected under immense pressure. The entire internet was tearing her apart, yet none of it seemed to touch her. She carried herself with an air of someone completely in control, facing the storm without a hint of panic. Right now, their investigation was still ongoing. They had no solid evidence yet. Holding a press conference now—how were they supposed to manage it? A thread of anxiety wound through Landon. He wanted to text Eugene to check on his progress. "Chloe, get out here! What's done can't stay hidden. Don't do it if you're scared of getting caught! Hiding like this, what's the point?" Before Landon could speak, a furious voice cut through the room. Scott shoved past the staff trying to block the doorway and stormed in. Right behind him were Monique and Carolyn, dressed in their usual finery. "Scott, please, slow down. Think of your blood pressure," Monique said, stepping forward to take Scott's arm in a show of concern. But her eyes darted to Chloe, filled with disdain. "Chloe!" Scott barked, his anger flaring the moment he saw her standing there calmly. "So you do feel some shame? Hiding in here instead of going out there to face the music?" Chloe listened to his stream of accusations. Her eyes cooled. She lifted her gaze and swept it over Scott, her chin raised slightly as she looked at the man she had legally severed ties with. "And you are?" she asked, one eyebrow arching, her voice as calm as still water. "Whether I choose to stay here or not is none of your business." Scott exploded. He jabbed a finger toward her. "You ungrateful wretch! Is this how I raised you? You came crawling back home for money, I said no, and you cut all ties. And now look at you—latching onto some rich man and stealing other people's work!" Landon's expression darkened. He recognized Scott—the head of Lewis Group, Chloe's biological father on paper. He'd seen the file when they first signed Chloe. For this man to spew such venom at Chloe... did he have a death wish? Landon sincerely hoped Eugene never heard these words. The consequences would be severe. "Ahem," Landon interjected, his voice turning cold. "This is LOVE headquarters. How did these... unrelated individuals get in?" "Sorry, Mr. Voss, our mistake," stammered the staff member Scott had pushed aside. Two security guards hovered at the door, hesitant to rush in and escalate the situation. Scott shot a look at Landon, recognizing him as the man from the headlines—the acting CEO of Cosmos Group.In the past, if Scott had encountered a man of Landon's stature in a business setting, he would have fallen over himself to curry favor. But now this man was entangled in scandalous rumors with his daughter. As her father, Scott felt he had every right to demand answers. Daring to rant in front of him, huh? He'd make public that Chloe was his daughter, and after that, Landon would definitely bow down to him. "If you know what's good for you, watch your tone. Do you have any idea who I am?" Scott snapped at Landon. "I'm her father! And you dare to keep my daughter as your little pet? Did you ever think to ask for my permission?" Landon was momentarily speechless. "What's that look for?" Scott roared. "Scott, don't get so worked up. Think of your health! This is my fault—I failed as her mother, and I let Chloe go down this wrong path," Monique said, clutching Scott's arm and pretending to choke up.She turned her eyes to Chloe, putting on a disappointed face. "Chloe, how could you be so foolish? How could you do something so disgraceful to the family? When this gets out, what will people think of your father?" "Yeah, it's all over the news—oh, wait, my mistake. The whole world knows now," Carolyn added, pouting with fake helplessness. "Have you seen it? Even the LOVELESS brand itself has stepped in, demanding justice. Public opinion can destroy a person! Chloe, you need to apologize to Dad right now. Maybe if you beg him, he'll find a way to help you!" Chloe listened to the disgusted remarks buzzing around her. They were irritating, worse than the squawking of wild ducks in a shed. "Once again," she said, her voice flat and cold, her eyebrow arched. "Who are you people? Do I know you?" She turned her gaze to Landon. "These people have no connection to me. Please have security escort them out." "How dare you speak to me like that?!" Scott erupted at her dismissal. So she'd really found herself a sugar daddy and thought she was untouchable? Dismissing her own father and calling security to throw him out? So arrogant! He'd come here today, in his mind, to offer her a way out. If she behaved, admitted her mistakes, and apologized, he might—for the sake of the Lewis family name—give her a few million to live quietly.