His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1391: Chloe Collins Gets Caught_1

Chapter 1391: Chapter 1391: Chloe Collins Gets Caught_1

Chapter 1391

Manie York sneered, "It’s your beloved senior, who is also our teacher, Milton White."

"It’s definitely him, he’s the one who sent the robot to kill me!"

"Did you hear him give the order?"

Manie fell silent, appearing not to have heard.

She said, "If it’s not him, it must be you. The robot is yours, right?"

Despite her words, she didn’t seem suspicious of her, carrying a light tone in her voice.

"Why would he do that?" Chloe Collins continued the query.

Manie’s pupils slightly contracted as she confided, "I accidentally overheard their conversation. I ran desperately but was still caught up by the robot! Milton White was there; I heard the robot calling him master, reporting your situation to him, mentioning the experimental subjects, and saying they wanted to destroy them..."

Her chaotic words were fueled by growing agitation.

Chloe grabbed her hand and reassured, "Don’t worry, he won’t harm you again. You should focus on getting better."

As she was about to leave, Manie added, "He said he won’t let you get married. He plans to ruin your wedding."

A flicker crossed Chloe’s eyes, which was quickly replaced by calm, "I know."

She quickly left the place.

This time, she rushed back from the hospital to Cloudscape Enterprises.

She had left Void and Eight-01 at the company and only took them out when necessary.

Just as she reached the entrance of the company, she heard a tumultuous commotion inside.

Following that, her mobile phone started ringing. It was Devin Lewis calling; he was often in charge of managing the company.

She ended the call and hurried up.

Once she entered, she saw Devin Lewis and several members of the Comic Innovation Club looking flustered.

"What happened?"

"Miss Collins, it’s good that you’re back. Eight-01 has self-destructed!" Devin explained hurriedly.

"We don’t know what happened. It suddenly developed self-control, walked into the furnace, and initiated the self-destruction program. Now it’s... beyond repair." The team members were all visibly upset.

Chloe paused, her face pale.

She remembered the look in Milton White’s eyes when he begged her to stay, and his words.

Perhaps, Eight-01’s self-destruction was the full stop in their relationship.

She lowered her eyes, her voice filled with loneliness, "Everyone can disperse now."

-

In the evening, she returned to Southvale’s Riverside. The decorations from yesterday’s party were still there, and the room had been immaculately cleaned.

The room was empty, devoid of anyone else.

Wanda Wesley had already left with James Cunningham’s team, and the return date was unknown.

Unique had also gone with them.

Just as she was contemplating some peace and quiet, bad news arrived from Albert Green - their base had been discovered by the authorities, and the lab was sealed off.

The reason was they suspected a connection between her lab and the chaos monsters. Until the matter was clarified, she was required to cooperate with the investigation.

Not long after Albert hung up the call, there was a knock on her door.

She opened the door to find several police officers in uniform.

"Miss Collins, someone has reported you for financially supporting anti-human criminal research. You have to come with us for questioning."

She nodded lightly, proceeding to follow them out.

Rupert and Brent Frost, the two mischievous little kids unusually rose to the occasion, grabbing the police officers, urging her to run.

She gave a faint smile, the very picture of calm, touching their heads, and said, "I’m just going for some tea, I’ll be back shortly."

She looked towards the car in the distance, Heijii was standing there, his face anxious.

She gave him a reassuring look, then got into the car.

The police car quickly left the scene.

Heijii immediately dialed Alexander Foster’s number.

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(Good Night)

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