She was wearing an expensive Chanel outfit, paired with an LV purse as well. She looked just like any other rich lady. She was clinging to a man, though the man was no longer the one he saw the last time. Instead, this time he was a greasy old man in his 40s.

However, this was quite normal for Chloe—she could move on from one man to another with great speed.

Just then, Chloe noticed Alex as well.

Startled, she immediately put on a smug face and glared at him angrily.

She had been slapped multiple times back in L.G. Balfour and put the blame on Alex completely. She later heard that Alex was only able to buy jewellery due to Thousand Miles Conglomerate owing a favor to his father. He was still the loser that relied on the Assexes after all.

Why would she be scared of him now, then?

She immediately said out loud, “Alex, why are you here? You useless loser of a sissy! Are you trying to get yourself a cheap deal? Can you even afford them?”

Alex was expressionless. “What concern is th