Chloe glanced at it, and her coffee-sipping action abruptly stopped. She hurriedly put down the cup and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
The voice in the phone was extremely gloomy and serious!
"Mhm." Chloe responded indifferently.
"Mhm? What do you mean 'mhm'? You know how they're talking about you on the internet? And you just say 'mhm'? You're pretty amazing, huh? Your buzz is on par with top-tier celebs now!"
Chloe took a deep breath and said very seriously, "Where's your assistant?"
"What do you need him for?"
"Put him on the phone now. If he's not with you, I'm hanging up and calling him personally."
"..."
After a moment of silence, a voice with a hint of a sob came through, "Chloe."
"Collect all electronic devices around Winston."
"They're all collected, Chloe. But are you okay? I saw people online cursing you out pretty badly. Lots of people dug up stuff from years ago, and it's all pretty nasty..."
Chloe said, "They dug it up so quickly?"
"Huh?" Manuel was a bit confused. Why did it seem like Chloe was kind of enjoying this?
"It's fine! Tell Winston to keep his cool. He just got back to the country. Keep a close eye on him, especially on Twitter, where trouble can easily be sparked!"
"Don't worry, I already changed his Twitter password."
Chloe's slender fingers held the spoon, slowly stirring the coffee.
She fell silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought, her eyes fixed on the swirling coffee. It was as if she was looking through the tiny vortex to somewhere else, exuding an aura of intelligence.
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