He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 172

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**

**Chapter 172: Arthur Takes a Side**

Jennifer settled herself beside Arthur, her gaze fixed intently on the screen as he spoke into the phone, his voice steady and authoritative. “Donald, please bring the legal manager to me. We need to discuss the implications of these plagiarism claims.” The tension in his voice was palpable, a clear indication of the storm brewing beneath his calm exterior.

“Arthur,” she ventured, her tone carefully measured, “are you considering stepping in to help Chloe?” She tried to sound nonchalant, as if the unfolding drama didn’t affect her, but the weight of her concern was evident in her eyes.

Arthur remained silent, his focus unwavering on the television. The live broadcast showed a growing crowd, their agitation escalating with each passing moment. It was a scene fraught with chaos, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from it.

Just before Donald arrived, the internet erupted with scandalous images of Chloe. Photos of her and Landon, both impeccably dressed and standing close together, spread like wildfire across social media platforms. The public outrage shifted swiftly from the plagiarism allegations to personal vendettas, with accusations of favoritism and inappropriate relationships swirling around them.

“This is utterly ridiculous!” Arthur exclaimed, his frustration boiling over as he stood up abruptly. “Chloe and Landon are not involved in anything untoward. She merely entered into a design contract with the Cosmos Group.” His voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife.

His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the leaked photo of Chloe and Landon. Recognition hit him like a punch to the gut—it was taken during the Mistveil Manor event, the very night he had sought Chloe out, only to be derided by Landon as her “ex.”

A chill ran down his spine as he considered the implications. He loathed Landon, but he was certain of one thing: the rumors about Chloe and Landon were nothing but fabrications. That conviction anchored him amidst the swirling doubts.

As he heard the unmistakable sound of a car pulling up outside, Arthur’s heart raced. Donald had arrived with the legal manager. He turned on his heel and strode purposefully toward the door, his mind racing with thoughts of how to protect Chloe.

“Arthur!” Jennifer called after him, her voice laced with urgency, but he didn’t bother to look back.

At the entrance, he met Donald, who was already relaying information. “Mr. Myers, the legal team has gathered some preliminary materials. Once you—”

“Just give me the keys,” Arthur interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Donald complied, handing over the keys with a look of mild confusion. Before he could finish his sentence, Arthur had snatched the keys and was already stepping out into the cool evening air.

“Daddy Arthur, where are you going?” Jenarth’s voice pierced through the tension, filled with an unexpected anxiety.

Arthur paused, turning slightly to see Jenarth clutching Jennifer’s hand, both of them wearing expressions of concern.

As the media frenzy intensified, public sentiment turned venomous, targeting both the company and Chloe.

With Chloe’s photos circulating, the insults morphed into something far uglier. Critics dismissed her as a mere pretty face, devoid of talent, someone who exploited the hard work of others for her own gain.

Media outlets descended upon LOVE’s headquarters like vultures. Lonny from Tranquil Vision had even rallied his employees, hoping to capitalize on the chaos. As a small company, they had staked their future on the “Solar Series,” but the Cosmos Group had overshadowed them, stealing the limelight they so desperately needed.

They were the underdogs, unable to confront the giant head-on, so they turned to the court of public opinion, rallying internet users to demand justice.

Linda made her appearance, clutching her own design sketches—all twenty-four of them—displaying them before the cameras with trembling hands. “I used to believe LOVE was my professional home. Reality has shown me just how naive I was,” she lamented, tears streaming down her cheeks under the relentless flashes of the cameras. She clung to her portfolio like it was her only lifeline, the scene crafted for maximum impact.

Netizens responded in droves, flooding social media with outrage, dragging Cosmos Group into the trending topics.

Rumors spread like wildfire, with fingers pointing squarely at LOVELESS. As a premier global luxury brand, LOVELESS’s designs were revered in fashion circles and coveted by celebrities. LOVE had long been its subsidiary, and now the fallout threatened to engulf them both.