His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1318: Chloe Collins, You Are My Nemesis_1

Chapter 1318: Chapter 1318: Chloe Collins, You Are My Nemesis_1

Chapter 1318

That night, Tristan failed to make his way to Anstolas.

Rosalind Taylor’s fuss had awakened their little son who had not long fallen asleep. His condition worsened, causing the family to head to the hospital.

All except Raine Nolan.

She was alone at home, lost in a stupor.

She sat on the doorstep, leaning against the doorframe, mindlessly scrolling through news on her phone.

News about Chloe Collins was everywhere.

King Financial Group, an international giant with formidable prestige, possessed the power to confront the Fosters.

Yet, while the Fosters had the Foster brothers and their respective sons, Chloe Collins alone held dominion over a significant portion of the King empire!

Even without the Taylors, even without the private estate left to her by Joy Taylor, she was more than a match for any of the Fosters.

On the global wealth list, Chloe Collins was at the forefront, with Alexander Foster trailing behind.

An overwhelming victory.

Few were curious about how she had done it. The outcome was apparent, rendering the process unimportant.

She suddenly thought of herself.

An outsider, a mere stepdaughter. Since she came here to live, she’d always lived in fear.

Fearful that she would fall short and be cast away, returning to live an ordinary life with her biological father.

Fearful that her position was unstable and wouldn’t be accepted.

Fearful that Chloe Collins would return and overshadow her.

These countless worries made her anxiety-ridden, populating her mind with imaginary enemies.

Every small tremor would make her extremely sensitive and fearful.

She was hell-bent on climbing to the top, regardless if it’s through self-improvement or by stepping on others, she wanted to climb higher.

But then, she kept falling, repeatedly, until she was bruised all over.

She thought that fate had been unfair to her.

Her birth was not anticipated by her mother; she was merely a consolation prize.

Later, she realized what it felt like to truly like someone, but he was the man of her friend.

She believed there were no rights or wrongs in love, you just had to strive for happiness.

However, reality dealt her a harsh blow, making her lose face, lose everything!

And all her losses were connected to Chloe Collins.

Her gaze turned vacant as tears flowed uncontrollably. Her fingers clawed at her phone screen and she mumbled to herself, "Chloe Collins, you are my nemesis... nemesis..."

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After the state banquet ended, Chloe Collins was summoned privately by the Queen again.

This time, the meeting took place in the Queen’s palace, a stark contrast to the small room last time.

The situation was reversed; the Queen awaited her, not the other way around.

As she walked in, without waiting for her to speak, the Queen stood up, with a faint smile she held Chloe’s hand, saying, "Please sit, Miss Collins."

Chloe sat down, "May I ask why Your Majesty wanted to see me?"

The Queen smiled, "During our last encounter, I have offended you. I hope you do not take it to heart. Tonight, I’ve requested to personally apologize to Miss Collins."

"Your Majesty is too kind."

The Queen gave a signal, and a handmaiden presented a beautiful box. As it was opened,

"This is the necklace that His Majesty gave me on our wedding day. It is an heirloom of the royal family, passed down through twelve generations. It is a priceless treasure. I hope Miss Collins can accept it as a token of my sincerity in apologizing."

The necklace was exquisite, the gems sparkled brightly.

Chloe took a quick look and averted her gaze, "Thank you for Your Majesty’s kindness. However, as it is an heirloom of the royal family, I, a commoner, dare not accept it. I hope Your Majesty can understand."

The Queen smiled subtly, "Goldasia and our country’s oil cooperation talks have been ongoing, I’m sure Miss Collins must have heard of this matter?"