His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 112: Do You Know What You’re Doing?

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Do You Know What You’re Doing?

Chapter 112

In the last lesson of the afternoon, they had a Chinese self-study class.

Chloe Collins casually chatted with her friends on her phone.

[Mirror: (picture) I’m here]

The other person sent her a picture of the airport.

She sent back an emoticon.

At this moment, someone else sent her a message.

[Alexander Foster: I’ve talked to your teacher, come out now.]

She lazily straightened up and looked at the words on the screen, her eyes gradually deepening.

Eight minutes later, she walked out of the school gate at a leisurely pace.

During the lazy afternoon, a large patch of golden light scattered on the trees on both sides of the street, the glaring sunlight was not dazzling, the passers-by hurried past, but when they passed that tall and straight figure, they couldn’t help but glance at him.

It was almost autumn, and today there was still an occasional wave of summer heat.

Chloe’s lips moved, and she felt her throat was a bit dry.

Her gaze turned to the milk tea shop next to the school gate, and she pointed towards it, intending to walk over.

The next second, she saw Alexander raise his hand slightly, revealing a small bag in his hand, with the logo of a food store on it.

As she walked over, the man had already taken out the lemon tea from the bag, inserted the straw, and handed it to her.

Chloe didn’t accept it, she looked at Alexander coldly, and after two seconds, she said, "Do you... know what you’re doing?"

A faint smile appeared in his eyes, and he raised her hand, placing the lemon tea in her palm: "I’m very clear."

Chloe held the cup, and the cool sensation reached the bottom of her heart, a very sudden feeling.

Alexander let go of her hand and took out some snacks from the bag: "Have some of this to fill your stomach."

"Second Brother!"

Suddenly, a sharp voice interrupted, and Alexander frowned.

Cherry Foster ran out of the school, her face not looking good.

Not far behind her, Anders Spence followed helplessly, calling her name.

Cherry ignored him and rushed directly to Chloe, standing between her and Alexander.

She first stared at Chloe, then asked Alexander, "Why are you here? Did Grandpa ask you to pick her up?"

"Cherry! Wait for me." Anders Spence approached.

Cherry tightened her grip on Alexander’s arm, turned her gaze to Anders Spence, and said discontentedly, "Second Brother, judge for me. This person kept telling me that he would invite the great Primordial to our home for Grandpa’s birthday celebration. I’ve already told Grandpa about it, but now he’s telling me that he can’t come. How can there be such an unreliable person?"

"Cherry, listen to me, I didn’t know that my teacher would suddenly fall ill. He really wanted to go, but it’s impolite to go when he is sick."

"He wasn’t sick the day before yesterday, he wasn’t sick yesterday, and suddenly he’s sick today? How can it be such a coincidence? I think that person is not Primordial at all!"

She said as she puffed in anger.

Anders Spence became agitated at once, "He is indeed the real person, I contacted him through the Book Association, how could it be fake?"

As his words fell, he looked at Chloe and said with a dark face, "Was it you who spread rumors about me in front of Cherry?"

Chloe raised her eyes lazily, a crisp, cold and speechless expression emerged, as a soft chuckle slipped from her throat, "As expected, a fool."

Anders Spence laughed, "What did you say?"

As his emotions took over, his footsteps inadvertently moved half a step closer to Chloe.

The next second, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"What do you want to do?"

Alexander’s expression was faint, but his deep voice made one shudder, sending chills down one’s spine.

Anders Spence swallowed, took a step back, and lowered his eyes, "I didn’t want to do anything, I just wanted to ask her about one thing."

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(Good Afternoon)

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