"Make of it what you will."
Chloe felt warm inside and muttered softly, "I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted despite your usual stern expression..."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing!"
Joseph glanced at her suspiciously and asked, "Were those two chasing after you your parents?"
"Well, not really."
Joseph froze for a moment. He had read Chloe's personal information before and knew that her mother had passed away, so the two people were probably her father and stepmother. Although it looked like Chloe was facing some challenges at home, it was difficult for Joseph to make judgments about family matters and determine what was right or wrong.
The car became quiet. Chloe sat silently like an abandoned little animal, enduring grievances without making a sound. Joseph frowned and felt a bit sorry for her. He changed the topic and asked, "Why didn't you go to work today?"
"There was a bit of an accident.” She sighed, a bitter smile on her face. "And now, I’ve lost my job."
"Is it because of the rumors online?"
"You've read that article too?" Chloe sighed again. "Those people have nothing better to do than make something out of nothing. A clean hand wants no washing. I'd be an idiot if I let those things affect me."
"Do you really think that way?" Joseph looked at her with newfound appreciation.
"Of course. Do I look like someone who'll be affected by those baseless claims?" Chloe asked.
Joseph chuckled quietly. He had met countless beautiful women, many of whom were quite sentimental and willing to use their looks to take shortcuts, even becoming someone's mistress just to get ahead. But Chloe was different. She was diligent, honest, and stood out from the rest. There were very few like her.
The car slowly arrived at Joseph’s place. He switched off the engine and got out.
Chloe also stepped out of the car, but her sprained ankle made it difficult for her to move smoothly. The pain on her face aroused a protective instinct within people.
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