His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1516: Perfect Crush!_1

Chapter 1516: Chapter 1516: Perfect Crush!_1

Chapter 1516

Ever since that car showed up, she has been filled with doubt, unsure of their relationship with Milton White.

But she didn’t care too much about this. To her, it wasn’t of importance.

"I’ll go immediately."

The car stopped, and Ethel got out.

The camera switches back to the inside of Chloe Collins’s car.

They saw a little girl getting out of the car and walking straight towards them.

Chloe Collins had never seen this face and didn’t remember any information about her.

"I’ll go to check it out." She told Alexander Foster, then she got off the car.

The girl’s gaze was cold and hardened, aimed directly at her: "Please leave."

Chloe Collins was fairly calm: "And you are?"

"Who I am doesn’t concern you. Please just leave. Our young master doesn’t wish to see you."

Chloe Collins’s eyes left the girl’s face, shifting to the figure in the car ahead. The next second, her eyes tightened, focusing powerfully!

With a pop, the door to Milton White’s car "automatically" opened, and he was involuntarily pulled out of the car.

Hish agility was incredible, he stood up immediately and faced her straight on.

This scene stunned Ethel, she paused for a good while, didn’t think much, and positioned herself in front of Chloe Collins, blocking her way.

"You’re not allowed to approach him!"

Chloe Collins ignored her, with a bland gaze on that man, she stepped slowly forward.

Just as she was about to knock into the girl standing right in front of her, suddenly, the girl was "accurately" moved to the left, whooshing past like a scene from a magic movie!

The little girl was shocked, but she quickly realized, she failed to control her own hands and feet.

As Chloe Collins got closer to Milton White, she was in a state of panic, immobilized, as if her shoulders were being pushed down by an invisible force.

She struggled vigorously, but still couldn’t break free.

By now, Chloe Collins had already arrived in front of Milton White.

Looking into his eyes, those familiar phoenix eyes contained an unfamiliar scrutiny.

"First time meeting, how should I address you?" She revealed a faint smile, a mocking yet non-mocking expression.

A few simple words have already clarified everything.

Milton chuckled, and quickly he began to laugh lowly, a dark and ruthless, cold and heartless laughter, completely different from the senior she remembered.

He praised: "Not bad, not bad at all, to evolve to such a level? Impressive!"

His gaze circled around Chloe Collin’s figure as if admiring a masterpiece.

"Work for me, and the world will be ours in the future."

His eyes danced with a greedy smile as he reached out to touch Chloe Collins’s face.

Suddenly, that hand was caught by Alexander Foster.

The two men’s eyes met, the tension was palpable.

Milton sneered, suddenly gripping Alexander’s hand and swiftly counter-twisting Alexander’s hand: "Is it because of him? Then if I kill him, you can make your choice, right?"

Alexander: "Why not trying it?"

With a swift sound, Alexander used strength in his arm and shoved the man to the edge of the road, where a dried-up drainage ditch lay.

Milton used his hand to steady himself against the wall, a smirk crawling up on his lips: "That’s it?"

Alexanders’s face was devoid of any expression. In a blink of an eye, he suddenly twisted Milton’s hand behind his back, his other hand clasping at his throat.

Complete domination!

"Were you the one who sent the assassin after her?" A cold, ruthless voice sounded in Milton’s ear.

Each word seemed to carry the potential to kill him on the spot.