He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 649

Whoever it was, they weren't happy about showing up.

They'd picked the worst possible moment to interrupt.

"Clo!"

Just that one word, and Chloe knew exactly who it was.

Vincent had arrived.

Before she could reply, his figure materialized right in front of them.

Dressed head to toe in white, Vincent seemed to carry his own light—the space around Chloe and Eugene brightened almost imperceptibly.

His gaze swept over Chloe before landing on Eugene. When their eyes met, a cold flicker passed through Vincent's.

Eugene's expression wasn't any friendlier. This man—Vincent—had been Chloe's date for the evening. He'd looked irritating enough from across the room. Up close, Eugene felt the urge to knock him out right then and there.

That slender frame, those delicate, almost feminine features—he was the definition of a pretty boy.

This guy?

Calling him girly was an understatement. What kind of man looked that soft? And what gave him the right to stand next to Chloe as her date? It was practically an insult to masculinity.

Eugene kept his composure, watching in silence.

"What are you doing here?" Chloe asked Vincent, hoping to ease the building tension.

Vincent shifted his attention back to her, offering a polished, faint smile. "You said you were going to look for Robert, but you never came back. I got concerned, so I came to find you."

His words reminded Chloe—she had been searching for Robert when Eugene stopped her.

"I was looking for Robert, and I ran into Eugene..." she began, then hesitated, unsure how to explain why Eugene was still there.

"Mm," Vincent responded softly, his tone unreadable.

Chloe realized she didn't really owe him an explanation. Right now, finding Robert was what mattered. She turned to Eugene, speaking seriously, "Robert came to the ceremony too. I saw him leave a few minutes ago and followed him over here, but then I lost track of him."

"I'll have Bruce look into it," Eugene said. He turned away and pulled out his phone to make the call.

Between men, sometimes one look was enough.

The atmosphere grew awkward, thick with unspoken tension. Chloe felt stifled standing between them—it was getting hard to breathe.

"Let's go," she said, directing the words to Vincent.

She didn't want to exchange more words with either of them or linger any longer. She simply started walking.

Vincent gave a low hum in response. Before following, he looked straight at Eugene, the corner of his mouth lifting into a faint, taunting smirk.

When Chloe wasn't looking, Vincent's hostility toward Eugene became unmistakable—arrogant, dismissive, and cold.

Eugene, for his part, didn't react to the provocation. He acted as if Vincent weren't even there, his attention fixed solely on Chloe's retreating figure. The man showing off in front of him simply didn't register.

Once Chloe had moved ahead, Vincent turned smoothly and followed her with leisurely, elegant steps.

Eugene remained where he was, watching Vincent walk away. His expression darkened.