Chapter 363 Insist on Being a Fickle Woman

Chloe’s outfit was not flamboyant and rather casual. She had on a short sweater with a beret and a pair of jeans, exposing only a finger-width of her waist. She appeared young and lively. Standing next to Noah, they appeared like a couple. Joseph tugged at his tie and kept his composure, but his cold look frightened people. Octavia, who had planned to find trouble with him, did not dare to approach him. Chloe spotted Joseph, becoming slightly nervous as she tried to stick close to Harold. Joseph caught the change in Chloe’s expression and anguish hit his soul, filling him with pain and gloominess. When the birthday party started, Harold saw the cake Chloe had gifted him. When he heard that she baked the cake herself, he grinned from ear to ear. He then showed it off smugly. "Look! She baked it herself. The best presents are those that time is spent on." "Only poor people make the presents themselves to pretend to be attentive,” Octavia muttered softly. Harold was old and lacked