Chapter 733 Do You Really Have To Scare Them

Finally, the truth revealed itself: Christine had nothing to do with Nolan anymore. She was no longer linked to him in any other way, so Chloe should never have been labeled as a mistress or the other woman.

Highly apparent, it was the lie that Christine fabricated that had stirred the smooth sailing relationship of Nolan and Chloe.

Upon discovering this, Rosa's face turned hot red, embarrassed, and outraged at the same time.

As Christine's close friend, Rosa thought she had told her everything. But apparently, she was wrong. Her supposed best friend had kept the status of her relationship with Nolan from her.

Obviously, she felt betrayed. If she was in Christine's shoes and had any secret, she would not hesitate to tell her. After all, that was really what good friends did.

'So, she has been lying to me this whole time, huh?'

Rosa thought. Her face turned more grim as she reflected on the whole matter.

Meanwhile, after Nolan lashed out and said his piece, he held Chloe's hands and stormed outside without looking back.

He was too furious to take what those women bore on their faces when they left.

After all, Chloe was the only thing that mattered to him.

Rosa and Christine were left inside, eyeing each other with apparent dismay. The latter wanted to call Nolan and stop him, but nothing was uttered as she opened her mouth. All she could do was to stare at his receding figure.

With a deep breath, she turned to gaze at Rosa and saw a look of embarrassment on her face. "Rosa, I'm sorry. I didn't hide it from you on purpose," she said hastily, trying to touch her to somehow ease her guilt.

"You didn't mean to hide it from me? So, you're really admitting it, huh? Nolan was really telling the truth! And you neither said nor did anything even when I stood up for you! Was I really that silly and gullible?

Did you think it was fun to fool me?! Your best friend of all people, Christine!!!" Rosa's voice, which was filled with anguish, blared at Christine. As she tightly grasped her fists, tears started

w, another man was wondering who this dashing gentleman beside her was.

"He is my husband," Ashley softly uttered, flashing a smile as if what she said was no big deal.

"Husband?" the man asked, staring at her in confusion.

As a matter of fact, Ashley had never made her marriage public, so no one knew that she had a husband.

So, when she revealed Andrew's status, that man just cast a furtive glance at Andrew before chills were sent down his spine.

At the same time, that man narrowed his eyes, wondering about the identity of Ashley's husband. He had never seen him before, not even in any other business gathering just like this one.

That man tried to recall all the young talents he knew in N Country, but he still couldn't figure out who Andrew was.

After some small talk and a few moments of hopeless speculation, he finally gave up and took his leave politely.

Only when the man left did he realize that he was already soaked in sweat, possibly from the nerve-wracking encounter with Andrew's domineering aura.

"Do you really have to intimidate every single one of them?" Ashley couldn't help but ask her husband as soon as they were left alone.

Every man who approached and greeted Ashley only stayed for a minute or two, eventually leaving as if they had seen a ghost. And she clearly knew the reason––or more so––the man behind it.