Matthew Morgan’s face showed barely any expression, his right hand naturally resting on the armrest of the sofa, his index and middle fingers holding a half-burned cigarette.
Smoke curled around.
He raised his left hand and moved his fingers slightly. The assistant beside him imdiately walked over, "Grandpa Morgan?"
"Bring Miss Chloe over."
"Yes."
...
On that side, when Lily Grant was kneeling and begging for rcy, Chloe Grant had already dropped her umbrella.
Lily Grant was in quite a miserable state now.
Her hair was a ss, her clothes were dirty and disheveled, and she could hardly use her right hand. Because she was wearing a light-colored top, so blood stains were still clearly visible on her right side.
However, there weren’t too many.
"Lily Grant, this is my last warning. You better not ss with again, or I’ll beat you every ti I see you!"
Chloe Grant fiercely warned, deliberately raising her fist, scaring Lily Grant into quickly responding, "I won’t, I won’t... I know I was wrong, I’ll never do it again. Chloe, please spare ..."
She cried heavily, obviously terrified of being beaten, her whole body trembling.
Chloe Grant hit too hard, targeting one spot, causing unbearable pain.
"You better rember what you said today."
After leaving these words, Chloe Grant turned away and left.
The three people watching from behind, including Sophia Fraser, were dumbfounded.
When Chloe Grant approached, Zoe Graham reacted, closing her gaping mouth in surprise, "Chloe... you were so..."
So cool? Or too harsh? Or sothing else?
Zoe Graham couldn’t even find the right words.
"Take her to the hospital, I’m tired, going ho." Chloe Grant’s tone was a bit cold, with a hint of exhaustion.
After a few people nodded, she walked straight ahead.
Just as she crossed the road in front of the mall, two n in black suits appeared ahead, blocking Chloe Grant’s path.
"Miss Chloe, Grandpa Morgan is waiting for you." The bodyguard directly stated the purpose.
Chloe Grant was startled, Uncle Morgan... he’s here?
Could it be that he saw what happened just now...
At this mont, Chloe Grant no longer had the cold and weary deanor from earlier.
It seed that from the words "Grandpa Morgan," all her coolness was shattered, leaving nothing but a soft little girl.
She was even a bit flustered, wondering how to face Matthew Morgan and what to say?
Chloe Grant lowered her head and followed the bodyguards, walking towards the building across the street.
Behind her, Sophia Fraser and the others looked at one another, Zoe Graham even wanted to rush over, but was finally stopped by Sophia Fraser, "Looks like they know each other."
...
Chloe Grant was brought by the bodyguards to Matthew Morgan.
Matthew Morgan waved to dismiss everyone else in the room, as he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.
He leaned back against the sofa’s backrest, slightly raising his eyes, looking at Chloe Grant standing in front of him, his posture sowhat lazy.
Chloe Grant kept her eyes down and said nothing.
Her heart pounded like a drum, feeling guilty, panicked, and uncertain.
There was none of the harshness or decisiveness she had shown with Lily Grant; in front of Matthew Morgan, she was nothing but a coward.
Chloe Grant didn’t speak, and Matthew Morgan seed in no hurry to speak either.
The two stood there in silence.
Chloe Grant could clearly feel the air pressure in the room dropping with each passing second, and her feelings of panic and guilt grew stronger.
In the end, unable to withstand Matthew Morgan’s aura, Chloe Grant moved her lips and finally spoke, "Uncle... Uncle Morgan."
The initial "Uncle" was silent.
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