He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 369

**Chapter 369: The Man Who Claimed It**

Scott had reached his limit. The atmosphere was charged, and this was hardly the moment for Carolyn and Monique to stir the pot with their pointed insinuations.

“Carolyn, that’s enough—” he began, but his words were swiftly drowned out.

“Dad,” Carolyn interjected, her expression a mix of feigned innocence and genuine curiosity, “wasn’t there a corporate video prepared? Shouldn’t we show it to our guests? I heard the production team worked tirelessly through the night to finish it. If everyone wants to grasp the essence of the Lewis Group’s story, they should definitely see it, don’t you think?”

As if on cue, Ernesto, ever the supportive ally, chimed in from the floor, “That video was crafted by the PR team after several all-nighters. It truly is worth watching.”

The murmurs of agreement began to ripple through the crowd, encouraging Scott to relent.

“Mr. Lewis, we’ve all been eagerly awaiting this film. Could the staff play it already?” one shareholder called out, his excitement palpable.

“Absolutely! I even made a cameo—I can’t wait to see how it turned out,” another chimed in, enthusiasm lighting up his face.

“Make your announcement first, Mr. Lewis. You can tackle… other matters afterward,” someone else suggested, the tone in the room shifting as curiosity took hold.

The anticipation was electric, and even the media reporters positioned themselves, cameras trained on the large screen set up behind the stage, ready to capture the moment.

Carolyn turned to Scott, her shoulders lifting in a dramatic shrug. “Dad, I was just thinking out loud. Chloe, please don’t take it the wrong way. It’s just… you’re single now, and there’s no man in your life. Where would you get such a finely tailored coat? My mind just went to the obvious place.” There was an artful hint of vulnerability in her expression, a calculated move to elicit sympathy.

Chloe, observing her sister’s smug demeanor, couldn’t help but allow a small smile to escape. “Since my sister seems so concerned about this coat, perhaps it’s time I clarify a few things.”

“This jacket…” Chloe began, her fingers delicately skimming the tailored wool, its texture rich and luxurious.

“The coat she’s wearing is mine.”

Noticing Carolyn’s momentary falter, Monique seized the opportunity, raising her voice with indignation. “What kind of way is that to speak? We are Chloe’s family. Is it wrong for us to care about her well-being? On the contrary, your tone is incredibly rude, especially in front of her father.”

With a deft maneuver, Monique framed Eugene as the arrogant outsider, a disruptor at the Lewis Group’s prestigious event. Scott stood right there—Chloe’s father. Surely, this man’s blatant disrespect would not sit well with the assembled guests.

Eugene let out a soft, dismissive sound, a slight smile playing on his lips as he regarded Monique with an amused glint in his eye. “Family? That’s an interesting term. And you are… Ma’am?”

“You—!” Monique stammered, momentarily speechless, fury bubbling beneath the surface at being labeled ‘Ma’am.’ Was he implying she was old? The audacity of it all.

“Scott, did you hear that?” Monique grasped Scott’s arm, her voice thick with feigned hurt, as if she were trying to summon his protective instincts.

Scott glanced from Eugene to the coat draped over Chloe’s shoulders, his mind racing. This was not the moment to delve into this petty squabble. He had far more pressing matters to address.

“Chloe,” he said, his tone firm as he sought to steer the conversation back on course. “I have an important announcement to make. But first, as everyone is aware, the company has prepared a promotional video detailing the journey of the Lewis Group…”