He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 377

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 377: The True Father**

“What are you even talking about? What do you mean, ‘Carolyn’?” Carolyn’s voice was a mix of confusion and disbelief, her brow furrowing as she tried to decipher Chloe’s accusation.

Chloe’s eyes narrowed, and she let a meaningful glance drift toward Ernesto, who stood awkwardly in the background, his presence looming like a dark cloud over the room. “Your real father is someone else,” she said, her tone dripping with disdain.

The moment Chloe’s gaze landed on Ernesto, he flinched, the tension in his posture betraying his unease. Carolyn couldn’t help but notice the way his expression flickered with a hint of panic, a fleeting moment that didn’t escape her sharp eyes.

Carolyn stood frozen in shock, grappling with the implications of Chloe’s words. Was she really suggesting that she wasn’t the daughter of Scott Lewis, but rather the offspring of that man—the one she had always known as Ernesto?

That man, Ernesto, who had been introduced to her mother as just a “business associate,” a casual reference that now felt loaded with hidden truths.

No, this was impossible! She was a Lewis, the heiress of the Lewis family legacy. The very thought that her father could be someone other than Scott was ludicrous, a notion so absurd it made her stomach churn.

“Chloe, shut your mouth! What kind of sick lie is that? I am my father’s daughter! How could I possibly be that… that creature’s child?” Carolyn’s voice trembled with a mixture of rage and disbelief as she surged to her feet, her fists clenched tightly at her sides, ready to confront Chloe. “I’m warning you—”

“Whether you are or not, why don’t you ask your mother? She’s the one who knows best,” Chloe shot back, her icy words slicing through the air and halting Carolyn in her tracks.

A shiver ran down Carolyn’s spine as her body began to tremble. Slowly, she turned her gaze toward Monique, who was crumpled on the floor, her expression a mix of shock and fear. “Mom… is it true? Am I really not a Lewis?”

Monique was momentarily speechless, her eyes wide as she looked up at her daughter, her lips moving soundlessly as if trying to form the right words. But when her gaze darted to Chloe, a steely resolve replaced her initial shock. “Carolyn, of course you’re a Lewis!” she asserted, her voice firm but laced with desperation.

In a swift motion, she turned her anger toward Chloe, her frustration boiling over. “Chloe, you can’t just spread these vile rumors because you despise me! Yes, I was wrong! Ernesto and I… we share a past from our early days at the company. I was lonely, I was weak, and I fell into it. But dragging my daughter into this with your outrageous lies? I won’t stand for it!”

Her voice echoed defiantly in the hallway, but it was met only by Chloe’s soft, mocking laughter.

“Won’t stand for it?” Chloe’s expression shifted, her demeanor suddenly serious. “Monique, do you remember what I told you earlier?”

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