Chapter 17: Where Are You Going to Hide Again?

"I'm so sorry." Chloe, seeing that the person in front of her was drunk, felt cautious. In order to avoid trouble, she apologized once again. As her words fell, the person in front of her suddenly smiled maliciously, his voice becoming somewhat erratic. "Hey, gorgeous. If you accompany me for a few drinks, you'll find out whether I'm okay or not. Make me happy, and I won't bother you today." Chloe furrowed her eyebrows slightly, understanding that the person in front of her was clearly drunk and unreasonable. She decided not to pay him any more attention, lowering her head to pass by. Just as she walked past the drunk man, his voice rang out again, "Don't go, gorgeous! I'm rich. As long as you agree to be with me, I guarantee you a good life for the rest of your days, enjoying all the luxuries!" He continued, leering and laughing, his gaze shamelessly roaming over Chloe's body. The woman in front of him had delicate and beautiful features, a well-proportioned figure, and under the lights, her skin was porcelain-like. If touched, it would undoubtedly feel good! The drunk man couldn't resist his itching desire and reached out to touch Chloe's face, feeling the texture. Seeing him reaching out, Chloe's expression turned slightly cold. Without hesitation, she took a step back and kicked him in the stomach. Because today was her first day reporting to the research institute, she was dressed quite formally, wearing a pair of thin high heels. With the force behind her kick, it was certainly not gentle. The man, already unstable on his feet due to excessive drinking and with a blurred consciousness, realized too late that he had taken a solid kick. His face instantly turned pale, and after staggering for a moment, he sat heavily on the ground. "Bitch! It's an honor for you that I noticed you. How dare you kick me!" After sitting on the ground for a while, the man gritted his teeth and raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot. Chloe, with a look of disgust, glanced at him and was about to walk past him. Suddenly, the man shouted, "Take the bitch to the private room! I want to see how she can still defy me!" As the man spoke, two large and tall bodyguards rushed out from the corner. Seeing the man in a sorry state, the bodyguards hesitated for a moment. "Boss..." "Ignore me! Catch her for me!" the man angrily ordered. The two bodyguards immediately approached Chloe. Hearing the approaching footsteps behind her, Chloe's tension rose. She reached into her bag, tightly gripping a packet of powder. If these people dared to come closer, she would make them taste the bitterness of the powder! Just as she turned around with the medicine packet in hand, one of the bodyguards who was about to reach her suddenly screamed and flew out beside her. In the next second, another bodyguard disappeared in the same manner from in front of her. Chloe couldn't help but be stunned. Belatedly, she realized that there seemed to be an additional figure behind her. She turned her head and saw a tall figure standing a few steps away. Her heart tightened, feeling like her scalp was about to explode. Instinctively, she turned around to run. Quintus's face was dark, dressed in a well-fitted shirt and trousers, with sleeves rolled up to his forearms. Several buttons at the collar were also undone. He looked at the woman in front of him with intense eyes. He was taking a break from socializing and thought of getting some fresh air. Never did he expect to see Chloe! It was indeed her! Quintus's expression grew grimmer just as he was about to say something, upon noticing that the woman was about to run. His brows furrowed, taking brisk steps forward, and he grabbed her wrist. In Chloe's ears, all she could hear was her own heartbeat. She didn't know when he had caught up. Caught off guard, she was frozen in place, her mind in chaos. "Chloe!" His voice, mixed with concealed anger, exploded in her ears. "Where are you going to hid again?" Chloe finally snapped back to reality and subconsciously struggled for a moment. Sensing her movement, the man suddenly increased the strength in his grip. "Let go of me!" Chloe gave up struggling, gritted her teeth, and turned to face the man's gaze. "Let go?" Quintus's voice seemed to squeeze out from between his teeth. His dim eyes stared firmly at the face in front of him. After six years, this face had gained a mature charm, still as attractive as ever. However, it lacked the meek and gentle demeanor he remembered. Instead of bowing and being obedient as before, there was now a hint of vigor and sharpness. Moreover, her gaze revealed a hint of distance! Realizing this, Quintus felt a sudden anger. He looked coldly into Chloe's eyes and said each word with emphasis, "Do you think I will let you escape?" Chloe's heart trembled abruptly. She wanted to say something, but Quintus didn't give her a chance. "Deal with these assholes!" Quintus's voice was chilling as he ordered his assistant, Hudson, who was behind him. Without waiting for Chloe to react, he directly pulled her arm and walked into the adjacent private room with big strides. Chloe realized the danger, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. She was dragged into the room stumbling along the way.