Chloe gave him one last look of pure disgust. She got into her car, started the engine, and sped off without a second glance. Arthur was still half-kneeling on the ground when the car's exhaust fumes washed over him. He didn't even have a chance to dodge. In that split second, his whole body went numb, leaving him unable to move an inch. He couldn't process what had just happened. Chloe had just grabbed his wrist and applied a little pressure, and suddenly all the strength had left his body. What was that? What had she done to him? It took a long moment before the feeling returned to his limbs. He finally stood up, looking disheveled and covered in dust. Brushing himself off impatiently, he jumped back into his own car and started the engine, determined to chase after Chloe. He had sent people to follow her, finally gotten a lead on her whereabouts, and driven all the way out here just to talk to her, to apologize properly. He never expected he wouldn't even get a chance to speak his mind. No. He couldn't accept this. He had to win Chloe back. She was his wife. His woman. Arthur slammed his foot on the accelerator, speeding off in the direction Chloe had taken. That's when Donald called. The Bluetooth connection activated, and the ringing filled the car, grating on his already frayed nerves. Arthur didn't want to answer, but the insistent ringing drilled into his skull. Donald never called without a good reason. He finally picked up. "What is it?" "Mr. Myers, the story about you and Jennifer has just exploded online. You're trending everywhere." Donald's voice echoed through the car speakers, filling the silent space. "What?" Arthur's foot, which was pressing hard on the gas, instinctively slammed onto the brake instead. The tires screeched violently against the asphalt."Mr. Myers, the phone lines at Myers Group are going crazy. The whole company is in chaos right now..." Arthur ignored him and hung up. He didn't care about anything else at that moment. He opened Twitter, and a sensational headline immediately filled his screen. "President of Myers Group, Arthur, Spends Night with Mystery Woman in Budget Hotel!" Arthur's name was shooting to the top of the trending list. For years, he had been considered the most eligible bachelor among Capaville's elite, adored by countless young women. A scandal like this—him spending the night in a cheap hotel with a woman—was guaranteed explosive. He tapped on the photo. The media had published a single shot from the scene. It showed Arthur on the bed, one arm raised to block the camera lens, as if he was trying to shield the woman behind him. The woman was mostly hidden behind Arthur, but the visible curve of her body suggested a stunning figure.The moment he saw it, Arthur realized the photo from the hotel incident had been leaked. He thought he had buried it completely. Why was it surfacing again now? A wave of pure panic hit him. Now the entire internet was speculating about the woman's identity. The picture was spreading like wildfire. Arthur was terrified that Chloe would see it. He was here begging for another chance. If this mess blew up again, Chloe would never take him back. He had to control this. Right now! Ignoring the angry honks from the cars piling up behind him, Arthur called Donald back. "I don't care what it costs! Get that topic taken down! Delete every single photo! Don't let this spread any further!" He could not, under any circumstances, let Chloe see this. No way. Arthur was practically roaring his orders, his fury palpable. But Donald's reply was crushing. "Mr. Myers, it's too hot. The story is everywhere. We can't suppress it anymore." Arthur fell into silence. ***** Inside the vacation estate... Eugene sat with an easy grace, a glass of red wine in his hand. He slowly swirled the liquid, watching it coat the sides of the glass. Landon was on his second glass. He noticed Eugene hadn't taken a single sip and raised an eyebrow. "What's got you so absorbed? You're not pining for someone, are you?" Eugene lifted his gaze at the sound. "She should be here by now." Catching the darker glint in his eyes, Landon instantly knew what had put him in a mood. Chloe had gotten the message, so she should have arrived already. There was still no sign of her. Maybe something had come up. Landon was just about to pull out his phone and call her when the sound of footsteps echoed from the entrance. "She's here," Landon said, shooting a knowing glance toward Eugene. Chloe walked in, and her eyes immediately met Eugene's intense gaze. He looked back at her, a slight smile curling at the corner of his mouth. Landon caught the charged look that passed between them. These two... When are they finally going to get their act together? "Chloe, this club is our latest investment project," Landon explained, stepping forward. "It has its own private riding arena. Just a few days ago, some really awesome horses arrived. We all figured you'd love them, so we invited you to come take a look." Chloe smiled. "In that case, I should definitely take a good look."