He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 Designed by Chloe

“Here’s something you all should know—this breathtaking dress was crafted by Chloe herself!” Landon’s announcement rippled through the room, stirring a wave of astonishment among the guests. The female attendees exchanged excited whispers, their curiosity instantly piqued.

Just moments before, everyone had been speculating about which prestigious luxury brand had created Chloe’s stunning gown. Now, the mystery was unveiled straight from the source. With the upcoming launch of the new collection, all they had to do was keep an eye on LOVE’s updates to get their hands on these dreamlike dresses.

Landon turned to Joseph and offered a warm yet apologetic smile. “Mr. Slade, I’m sorry for dragging you into this awkward moment.”

Joseph returned the smile, his tone gentle and sincere. “It’s an honor to have a future top designer at Mistveil Manor. As long as this misunderstanding is cleared up, that’s all that matters.”

His eyes then shifted coldly toward Arthur, the warmth vanishing entirely from his expression.

Arthur stood rigid, frozen by the weight of Landon’s pointed words, each one laced with biting sarcasm.

Chloe, a designer? Since when?

When exactly had she gained any knowledge about fashion design?

Suddenly, Arthur recalled the time he’d ordered Donald to keep tabs on Chloe. Back then, she had been searching for a job, applying specifically for design roles. Arthur had ensured those opportunities were blocked, making certain no company would hire her. After facing repeated rejections, she vanished from the job market. He had assumed she’d given up entirely. Who could have imagined she would end up at Cosmos Group, working as a designer for LOVE?

Arthur was familiar with LOVE—it was a rapidly growing sub-brand under Cosmos Group’s umbrella.

No wonder their investigations had come up empty-handed. Chloe had joined Cosmos Group all along.

So the stunning dress Chloe wore was truly her own creation?

Arthur’s gaze lingered on the exquisite, one-of-a-kind gown. For a brief moment, he felt a flicker of admiration. The clean lines, the harmonious colors—it revealed genuine talent.

Could Chloe really design? And be good at it? These ideas clashed wildly in his mind.

Chloe had grown up in a quiet rural village, a place where the sea was the lifeblood of the community. If someone had told him she was skilled at repairing fishing nets, he would have believed it without hesitation. But to create high-fashion pieces worthy of a luxury brand? That seemed utterly impossible.

Arthur wasn’t the only one struggling to accept this. Madilyn found it even harder to believe that Chloe could be a designer, let alone one employed by Cosmos Group.

A simple country girl turning into a fashion designer? The thought felt laughable.

Maybe this “Mr. Voss” was playing some kind of trick, deliberately spinning tales. But even Mark had vouched for Landon’s position as head of Cosmos Group, and Joseph clearly held him in high regard.

“Ms. Lewis was humiliated in front of everyone. Is that the end of it? Fortunately, someone stepped in to clarify the facts. Otherwise, her reputation would have been irreparably damaged. Don’t you think you owe her an apology for your reckless accusations?” Eugene’s voice sharpened. “Or is this how the Myers Group usually operates—spreading baseless rumors?”

His words struck Arthur like a series of harsh blows.

The careless accusations he had thrown around so freely were now being reflected back at him. In truth, they had been nothing more than unfounded assumptions.

Arthur recalled Chloe’s composed gaze when she faced him. Was this really how he had viewed her?

Who did he think she was, anyway?

He had no answer.

Arthur understood that Eugene was standing up for Chloe, demanding justice on her behalf.

Feeling the weight of the crowd’s eyes and recalling his earlier remarks to Joseph, Arthur’s shame deepened. He straightened his posture, turned to face the guests, and offered a small, sincere bow. “Chloe, I apologize for my earlier words. I am truly sorry.”

Madilyn’s anger surged as she heard Arthur’s apology. She wanted to pull him back, to stop him, but with so many witnesses present, she found herself unable to speak a single word.