Chapter 169 A Twenty-Eight-Year-Old Child

Joseph's body stiffened. He turned around slowly and was greeted by the sight of Chloe's drenched figure.

She was soaked from head to toe, her fair features appearing even paler amidst the wetness. Yet, her delicate brows and eyes retained their ethereal beauty, evoking a sense of fragility and sorrow.

As Joseph gazed at her, a wave of disbelief and relief washed over him, momentarily numbing his senses. The tension in his body began to dissipate, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude and solace. At that moment, he realized how glad he was to see her standing there, safe and unharmed.

He removed his coat and approached her, gently draping it over her shoulders. His voice, laced with a tenderness that had never been revealed before, resonated in the air. "How did you manage to escape?"

Chloe pointed toward Richard who was standing beside her. "He saved me."

Jane's eyes widened with rage. "Father, why did you ruin my plan?!”

Richard's anger erupted, his voice booming with fury.