His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1475: You Understand My Thoughts_1

Chapter 1475: Chapter 1475: You Understand My Thoughts_1

Chapter 1475

Chloe Collins took Layla Lowell for a stroll in the Peach Garden. Seeing Charles Carrington trailing behind, she made an excuse to leave and let the two of them have some alone time.

She took a selfie video and sent it to Alexander Foster who was at work.

"Is it beautiful?"

Alexander replied swiftly, "Beauty pales in comparison to you, you’re a thousand times more beautiful."

Chloe smiled and responded, "You should come over sometime. It’s fun here. Besides viewing the blooms, we can also play instruments, paint, even taste wine. There’s a wine cellar over there and the taste of the wines inside is quite good."

"Have you tasted it already?" His voice was tender.

"Hmm, I had a few with Fishie earlier, the aftertaste was quite strong."

"Fishie told you that, didn’t she?"

"Yes, she did."

"Alright, when I’m free, I’ll definitely join you and taste that wine," he promised.

"By the way, I visited the hotel today and had an idea."

"Let’s hear it," Alexander Foster was patient.

"The hotel only has one issue, if we can solve that, it can basically restore its past glory, but it’s a crucial problem." She was slowly pacing as she spoke seriously.

Alexander: "Can I guess what you’re thinking?"

Chloe: "Hmm, take a guess."

"Hmm, you wish to transform the flaw into a strength and make it a unique characteristic?"

She smirked. As expected, he understood her the best.

They didn’t need to say much to understand each other.

"Hmm, that’s right, that’s what I was thinking. Because now the D’Swiss Hotel is well known, it naturally draws attention without needing to spend a lot on promotion. From that perspective, it could edge out the Blessings Hotel."

"Where do you plan to start? Do you have an idea yet?" He asked gently.

"I plan to start with live streaming. I researched online and a large number of people are curious about the current state of the hotel. By exploiting their curiosity, we can attract a great amount of traffic. The relevant streamers also need this kind of traffic to earn money. Collaborating with them would be a win-win situation."

Alexander chuckled, "That’s a good idea. You could try that. But it’s not enough. These types of streamers already have a horror effect. If not exploited properly, it might backfire and intensify people’s fear of the hotel."

Chloe rested on a swing and slowly said, "That’s just the first step. You’ve seen domestic horror films, right? They always start by creating a veil of mystery and end by returning to reality. So, all fears are just a figment of one’s imagination. By the end, the audience is no longer scared. It’s just like a roller coaster or a haunted house. People know they’re fake, but through them, they can experience thrills and novelties, so they never lack visitors. I suppose, that’s the path I wish to take."

Alexander: "Have you thought about who to hire? Do you need my recommendation?"

"You have someone in mind?" She was curious.

"Have you forgotten what your husband used to do?" He laughed.

Chloe remembered. Robert Foster had told her that he liked exploring and adventuring since he was a teenager.

Seems like he made those connections during that time.

"Alright, recommend two."

-

At the same time, in an Orlando hospital, Rosalind Taylor was taking care of Raine Nolan who was injured.

Raine Nolan didn’t wish to see her.

Ever since Rosalind Taylor and Tristan Collins got divorced two years ago, their quality of life had plummeted. Not materially, but spiritually.

Rosalind Taylor was gloomy all the time, seldom smiling, which bothered Raine Nolan.

At that moment, she turned her back to Rosalind Taylor, not paying her any attention.

Soon, a phone call came in; it was from Tristan Collins’s assistant.

She was thrilled. Picking up instantly, she asked, "Is dad coming to see me?"

───

(Goodnight.)