Chapter 426 - 405: He Is the Second Master of the Johnson Family

Before Chloe Simpson fell down, she saw a young man holding a stick standing behind her.

Then, she completely lost consciousness and fainted.

In room 9099, Lucas Hughes was completely drunk.

He was having a great time.

"Sir, I’ve been in this line of work for many years, and really, I’ve never seen a man as strong and vigorous as you. Rest assured, I will take good care of you."

"How about we play a good game? The hottest cosplay at the moment, hmm? Hehehehe!"

"Sure, let’s do it! I thought you were an innocent little white flower, but I didn’t expect you to be so flirtatious in private."

"Of course, I’m an innocent little white flower, just one that hasn’t been in a relationship, not some naïve little white flower."

"Hmph, slut!"

With a snort, Lucas Hughes watched as the woman somehow changed into a new outfit.

A pure white lace outfit, almost see-through when worn.

Every movement was like a tantalizing glimpse, making one’s heart itch.

"Sir, does this suit you? Please, be gentle later."

Lucas Hughes had played many other games, this was the first time playing this kind.

No, to be more precise, it was always black lace before.

Today was the first time it was white.

He was instantly interested, his whole body bursting with hormones, blood pumping.

He felt more excited than after consuming the Drunken Dream Death he developed.

Because Selene Wilson had already tampered with his drink in advance.

The blood in Lucas Hughes’s body was immediately ignited, like a hungry wolf, he pounced directly.

Soon after, the only sounds left in the room were the woman’s cries for mercy.

"Sir, don’t!"

"Ah! Sir! I beg you, spare me, please?"

"Sir, I can’t take it anymore."

"Sir, boohoo... please don’t..."

The woman cried and pleaded, but it seemed the more she did, the more it stimulated Lucas Hughes.

Until finally, with a muffled groan, it all ended.

Meanwhile, Chloe Simpson had been taken to another room.

At this moment, she was still unconscious, completely unaware of where she had been taken.

Then, as she slept, she abruptly felt unbearably hot.

Her body was extraordinarily hot, as if she were placed in a furnace on a scorching summer day.

Beads of sweat continuously rolled out.

She just felt herself lying on the bed, instinctively starting to pull at her clothes.

But after pulling a couple of times, a hand reached over to stop her.

"It’s alright, soon it’ll be alright."

But when that hand reached over, the sudden coolness was like the rain in the desert, and Chloe grasped the hand at once.

"Don’t leave."

The man seemed to murmur something in a low voice, but Chloe, in her dazed state, didn’t hear it clearly.

She only knew she didn’t want the hand to leave.

"Please, don’t go."

Chloe pleaded aloud, and the hand indeed did not withdraw.

And she felt more and more uncomfortable.

Feeling like her whole body was going to explode.

She tightly held onto the hand, wishing for the cool sensation to spread over every inch of her body.

Just as she was about to move with the hand, suddenly, something like a piece of ice was fed into her mouth.

In an instant, the entire summer felt cool.

Afterwards, the heat within her body seemed to dissipate bit by bit with the ice.

Once again, she fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, it was already nine o’clock.

Thinking about what happened last night, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and quickly sat up in bed.

The first thing she checked was whether her clothes were intact.

Seeing all her clothes were fully on her, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a man’s voice came to her ear.

"You’re awake?"

Only then did she realize there was someone else in the room.

The man stood by the window in a gray suit, arms crossed, gazing outside.

His entire being exuded an incredibly noble aura.

Chloe Simpson glanced around, realizing she was in a hotel.

Yes, last night she was knocked out in front of Room 9099 at The Empyrean.

So now, she should also be in a hotel room at The Empyrean.

"Who are you? Why did you knock me out? What exactly are you planning by bringing me here?"

As Chloe spoke, she scanned the room, frantically searching her mind for anything she could use to defend herself.

There was a cup on the table, but it was too far from her to reach.

The vase at the entrance was closest, but even that was quite far from her.

"Heh, I’m more curious about who you are. Why are you in my bed?"

As she continued to search, the man’s voice reached her ears.

Chloe spoke candidly, "If I told you I was knocked out last night and brought to your room, would you believe me?"

"Given your status, probably quite wealthy and distinguished, you should be able to verify my story quite quickly."

"Oh really? You honestly don’t recognize me?"

The man finally turned around and stepped closer to Chloe, who was sitting on the bed.

Now Chloe could clearly see the man’s face, which was strikingly handsome and particularly captivating, especially those eyes.

They were as exquisite as if they had walked out of a painting, yet there was a deep melancholy in them that couldn’t be dispelled.

They seemed to hold many secrets.

What surprised Chloe even more was that she found those eyes somewhat familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

"Why aren’t you speaking? Are you going to say something like ’oh, so handsome, I’ve fallen for you’? The women sent to my bed over the years all have various excuses like that."

The man stepped closer, noticing Chloe’s unwavering gaze, and spoke.

Chloe couldn’t help but laugh, "Indeed, you’re very handsome. But I don’t like you, or love you. I just find your eyes somewhat familiar, like I’ve seen them somewhere before."

"Heh, I thought there’d be some surprising twist this time, but it’s just like those women. What? Alexander Junior, you say you don’t know, you’ve never met? Are you kidding me?"

The man raised an eyebrow, pausing in his step.

"Which Johnson Family are you referring to?"

Though she already had an answer, Chloe couldn’t help but blurt out the question.

"Which Johnson Family do you think? How many Johnson Families could there be in Kyohai? I’m Alan Johnson."

Alan Johnson revealed his identity directly.

He wanted to see what else this woman might argue.

"Alan Johnson? Alexander Johnson’s uncle?"

This revelation almost made Chloe’s jaw drop.

Alan was equally surprised, as the woman didn’t seem to be faking her reaction.

What exactly was going on?

He stepped closer, "You know Alexander?"

"Heh, the world is small indeed. Alexander Junior, I am Chloe Simpson. You can have someone investigate to find out what my relationship with Alexander Johnson is. I’m currently staying with the Johnson Family."

"If you really suspect that I have some ulterior motive for approaching you, then you should investigate thoroughly. And let me find out who was behind sending me to your bed."

"Oh, by the way, since nothing happened between us last night, that’s for the best. I think we shouldn’t mention a word about last night when we return to the Johnson Family."

"I’m saying all this for your own good, of course, if you believe I have ulterior motives, you can tell your father, Soren Johnson. It doesn’t matter to me, as I’m already a persona non grata at the Johnson Family."

"And in just over 20 days, I’ll be leaving the Johnson Family and won’t have any further ties with them. Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now."

After finishing, Chloe turned around and left without being stopped by Alan.

Upon leaving The Empyrean, Chloe took out her phone and sent a message to Selene Wilson.

[Selene Wilson, what are you really up to? You said to approach Lucas Hughes, but I ended up getting knocked out and sent to someone else.]

Chloe was utterly puzzled by what Selene intended.

Before she could think further, Selene’s call came through.

"What did you say? You were knocked out last night and sent to someone else? Who? Are you okay?"

Selene sounded genuinely anxious over the phone, not like she was faking it.

"I’m fine, I have no idea who that person was. Thankfully, nothing major happened."

Chloe didn’t elaborate further.

"That’s good, but you should hurry back; something has happened at the Johnson Family."

Then Selene urged her to return quickly, as it seemed something serious had happened that involved her.

The first person Chloe thought of was Alan.

But she had only just left The Empyrean minutes ago, Alan shouldn’t have had a chance to return to the Johnson Family yet, so how did they already know?

Chloe flagged down a taxi to return to the Johnson Family.

In the room at The Empyrean, Alan picked up his phone and gave an order.

"Check on a woman named Chloe Simpson, she has connections to Alexander. I want to know everything about her."