He Cheated I Rose Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 670

"Eugene, please wake up. I'm begging you. Chloe—that girl—she went out for revenge." Hogan stood beside the hospital bed, his voice low as he shared what he'd pieced together.

Rhea had just stepped out of the restroom. When she caught Hogan's words, she froze for a second before saying, "Honey, she went for revenge? How could she be so reckless? She's just a young woman—how's she supposed to pull that off? We don't even know who we're up against."

"Try to stay calm. Chloe knows what she's doing. We've got to trust her on this." Hogan reached for Rhea's hand and waited until her breathing steadied before continuing firmly, "We have to believe she can handle herself."

But his expression gave away his helplessness. Chloe had gone after the Master of Silverash—he was almost certain of it now.

But someone who rose to lead Silverash... would they really be that easy to take down?

That same person had trained Chloe, taught her everything she knew. If she confronted him now...

Hogan was terrified she'd get herself killed.

Eugene wasn't improving. The doctors had made it clear—if things didn't change soon, he could slip into a permanent vegetative state. That kind of prognosis was impossible to accept. Chloe must have heard it, too. Revenge was probably the only thing on her mind.

It was a foolish, desperate move.

What if she tried to take him down with her...?

Hogan leaned closer to Eugene's still form and whispered, "Eugene, Chloe needs you right now. Please... just wake up."

There was no response.

They couldn't locate Chloe anywhere. Bruce had reached out to every contact, called in every favor—still nothing.

Even Robert's global tracking system came up empty. Chloe had vanished, completely off the grid. It was like she'd intentionally avoided every surveillance camera, every digital footprint—making sure no one could trace her.

"How is she just gone? She's a full-grown woman—she can't just disappear!" Rhea's voice shook with worry. She'd been trying so hard to keep it together, but this news almost broke her composure.

"Ms. Lewis has the skills to evade detection. That's well within her capabilities. If she wanted to be found, we wouldn't be scrambling like this. The fact we can't track her means she's actively avoiding us. She doesn't want to be followed," Bruce explained, laying out the hard truth.

Chloe was gone. And none of them had any idea where.

"Could you keep it down? Your agent's been blowing up my phone—they need you back on set. Quit wasting time here. All this whining is driving me up the wall."

Melinda shot back, irritation sharp in her voice.

Oralia glared at her. "Don't you even care? What if she's out there doing something reckless?"

Listening to Oralia go on and on, Melinda's patience snapped. She took a sharp breath and fired back, "What do you want me to do, huh? If she's really set on something stupid, you think I can stop her? I wish I could go in her place. She's your sister, but she's mine, too. I'd rather die for her than lose her—do you get that?"

Melinda was nearly shouting now. Before it could escalate, Zachary stepped between them and wrapped his arms around her. When she tried to pull away, he just held her tighter.

They were almost the same height. Zachary held her—tall and trembling—and spoke softly into her ear, "Hey... that's enough. None of us wants anything to happen to her."

"But she's gone!" Melinda burst into tears. "Chloe wouldn't do this... not unless she was planning something she might not come back from. Otherwise, she'd never leave us behind."

And then she cried even harder, her whole body shaking with grief no words could soften.