Chapter 1530 - 1517: Mr. Ji, Loaded and Lavish

When they arrived in Paris, it was evening. The entire city was shrouded in twilight, the lights began to illuminate, and the bustling nightscape was faintly visible.

Chloe Winston tightened her down jacket, breathed in the foreign air, and pulled on Constantine Stewart’s sleeve, laughing excitedly, "I finally don’t have to wear a mask and cover my face."

"Hmm." Seeing her energetic demeanor, Constantine Stewart’s mood inexplicably improved, suddenly feeling that this city wasn’t as detestable as he thought.

After connecting with the driver, the group directly headed to the five-star hotel where Constantine Stewart usually stayed, right beside the Eiffel Tower, offering a distant view of the tower’s dazzling nightly splendor.

After taking a bath to wash off the fatigue from the journey, Chloe Winston decided to go out for a midnight snack and view the night scene. Upon seeing her, Constantine Stewart felt a little at a loss, thinking that it was typical of a young girl’s disposition. Other women might have questioned their accommodations thoroughly, demanding explanations overnight.

"At this time, there’s no midnight snack outside, and it’s cold at night. Let’s just stay at the hotel and have a midnight snack." Mr. Stewart settled the matter with a single sentence.

Chloe Winston enthusiastically went to explore the hotel, which featured a high-end restaurant, bar, and entertainment facilities.

Constantine Stewart watched her with amusement as she behaved like a colt freed from its reins, curious about everything, and decided to accompany her on her exploration.

Having lived in Paris since childhood, Constantine Stewart was no longer curious about the city. Observing her looking around with interest, he patiently explained things on the side. After all, they had been living together for six or seven years, and Chloe Winston had grown up under his influence, making her strong in accepting new habits.

Within just half a day, Chloe Winston seamlessly blended into the local lifestyle.

The next day, Constantine Stewart went to the group headquarters for various meetings, while Chloe Winston slept in at the hotel until noon, receiving a call from the Countess.

"You’re with Stewart now?" The Countess looked at the bodyguards and driver behind Chloe Winston, all of whom belonged to Constantine Stewart, and felt a bit comforted, treating Chloe Winston with increasing closeness.

"Yes. How come you personally came over, Madam?" Chloe Winston’s attitude toward the Countess was as respectful as last year, aware that the lady was a formidable character, neither keeping a distance nor getting too close, treating her like a distant family member of the Stewarts.

"I thought since you might not know your way around Paris, I’d come to pick you up and catch up." The Countess saw her looking vibrant, dressed in soft colors that made her appear even more petite and pretty, and couldn’t help but sigh about how fast time flies. She was nearly middle-aged now, and even her son found such an adorable young lady.

"Stewart might be quite busy these days. How about I take you to look around Paris and perhaps visit the Stewart Family?"

"Stewart Family?" Chloe Winston asked. Constantine Stewart had never mentioned returning to the family.

"It’s been many years since Stewart last returned to the Stewart Family. For the past few years, his home has been in hotels both in Paris and abroad until he went to the Imperial City, where he finally had a real residence, ending his years of wandering."

Some matters were too sensitive for the Countess to discuss openly with her future daughter-in-law. Chloe Winston was vaguely aware that back when the Countess’s illness worsened, she mistreated her son, resulting in Constantine Stewart’s character flaws, while the uncles in the Stewart Family stood by indifferently.

Young Constantine Stewart was forced to grow up overnight, becoming numb through his mother’s abuse and disappointed in his uncles, ultimately running away from home at eight years old. He lived in hotels for years, relying on loyal confidants left by his father, taking over the family business, and emerging successfully step by step, until he was strong enough to control the Stewart Family members, eventually leading a better life.

Chloe Winston listened to the Countess briefly mentioning the Stewart Family matters, feeling uncomfortable inside even knowing the Countess’s illness was to blame for mistreatment back then.

"Mr. Stewart hasn’t mentioned returning to the Stewart Family. I’ll ask him about it tonight." Chloe Winston politely declined.

The Countess’s plan was disrupted, and she hesitated. Over the years, after remarrying and with Constantine Stewart growing up, the ambitious and desirous members of the Stewart Family were thoroughly suppressed. Now, the uncles eagerly awaited the day their nephew would show benevolence and offer them a reprieve.

The Countess intended to take advantage of Chloe Winston’s visit to mediate, hoping to resolve past grievances and unlock the emotional deadlock between mother and son. Seeing the seemingly delicate young lady resolutely refuse her offer, the Countess was filled with mixed emotions.

Although she appeared frail, Chloe Winston in fact possessed strong determination and was fiercely protective. Understanding this, the Countess couldn’t help but smile, saying, "Alright, ask him first and then decide. I’ll come to see you tomorrow."

After sending off the Countess, Chloe Winston returned to the hotel’s top floor, finding that it had indeed been remodeled. Not wanting to bother Constantine Stewart, she sent a message to Desmond Wood.

Desmond Wood quickly replied, "Miss Winston, the hotel you’re staying at with Mr. Stewart is under his name. The top floor is his private domain, accessible only to those close to him."

Chloe Winston nodded, then explored the top floor, discovering that Constantine Stewart indeed treated the hotel as home. Equipped with residential standards, including a study, reception room, and gym, Chloe Winston observed the extensive thousand-square-meter hotel residence with a Buddha-like smile. Truly an exhibition of wealth and power!

Back then, what was she thinking, deciding to leave with nothing?

Constantine Stewart returned to the hotel urgently in the evening, seeing Chloe Winston in a furry pajama suit, casually playing online games, with Desmond Wood’s excited voice on the computer: "Carry me, carry me, Young Winston, carry me through the dungeon."

Chloe Winston played the game without much effort, as her competition gear came with system-allocated equipment, abilities, and skills that had to be reset. She leisurely continued gaming with her usual green gear, idly performing daily tasks.

Constantine Stewart noticed the number of people in the channel, realizing everyone was present except him, without Chloe Winston having her microphone on.

The man tossed his coat and bag to the side, walked over to embrace the soft body of the young lady, and in a low, raspy voice asked, "Did you miss me?"

He spoke while moving forward to kiss her tender cheek, so smooth it could be pinched, Mr. Stewart inhaling deeply.

"You’re back already?" Chloe Winston tossed away her mouse, tickled by his kiss, causing her to evade with a giggle, "I’m starving."

Constantine Stewart tapped her head, pinching her cheek affectionately with a smile, "You’re adorably silly. I’ve already instructed the manager, just call the internal line for whatever you want to eat."

He said as he picked up the phone to call the manager, asking them to send food upstairs.