"The young master is back," a servant reported.
At the sa ti, Matthew Morgan had already walked in from outside.
He wasn’t wearing a coat, just a white shirt, and although his steps were a bit hurried and he looked sowhat tired, he was still neat and clean.
He walked in, no ti for idle talk, and pulled Chloe Grant along with him.
"Matthew, what’s this..." Isabella Gray shouted.
"Taking her to change clothes," Matthew Morgan shouted back without turning his head.
Dissatisfied with Chloe’s slow pace, he straightforwardly turned back and picked Chloe up horizontally!
This scared Chloe Grant with a big fright!
"Uncle... Uncle Morgan..." Chloe Grant stamred in shock.
Matthew Morgan lowered his gaze sharply, making Chloe’s heart tighten instantly!
And before she could calm down, Matthew had already placed her in the passenger seat, pulled up the seatbelt, and fastened it for her.
"I’ve been quite busy lately, so I ca back late."
He softly said as he exited.
Chloe Grant’s soul still hadn’t cald down.
"Bang!" He shut the car door.
Since it was a convertible, Matthew couldn’t be bothered to walk around to the driver’s seat, so he just leaned on the car door, jumped over in front of Chloe, then stepped on the gas and sped away...!
Chloe Grant: ...
Uncle Morgan, I know you never liked small talk, and you are always swift and decisive with your actions!
But... is this necessary? Is it necessary!
All the way, the car zood along, and Chloe Grant felt the wind blow across her face, leaving her in disarray, even her face hurt a bit.
When she reached out to touch her face, Matthew glanced at her, then pressed a button, and the top was closed.
Chloe sneaked a glance at him, but quickly withdrew her gaze.
Not daring to speak.
...
The car sped to a fashion design store, Matthew got out, walked around the front of the car to open the door for Chloe.
Disliking Chloe’s slow movents, he bent down and took off the seatbelt.
"Uncle... Uncle Morgan... I’ll do it myself!"
Afraid that Matthew would pick her up horizontally again, Chloe quickly stated her position, "I won’t be slow!"
Matthew was amused by her deanor, reached out to ruffle her hair, and didn’t say much more.
As Matthew stepped back, Chloe also quickly got out of the car.
Where would she dare to dawdle now?!
Matthew shut the car door.
Soone from inside the store had already co out to greet, "Mr. Morgan."
"Mhm."
He responded coldly, then pushed Chloe towards a few people and followed them inside.
Chloe was dragged by five or six staff mbers into a fitting room, and then the fussing began.
She was feeling all dizzy.
It took almost two hours to put on a single dress.
When she finally drew the curtain open and walked out, Chloe was still very nervous, subconsciously searching for Matthew’s position with her eyes.
She finally spotted him over by the lounge sofas.
His body was leaning slightly against the sofa, a laptop on his legs, his ten fingers typing quickly on it, eyes focused.
Matthew’s hands were already very good-looking, and now as he typed quickly above his shoulders, it painted a breathtaking scene that made hearts race.
Many young girls around stared with wide eyes.
"Mr. Morgan."
Soone tentatively called out, and only then did Matthew slightly lift his head from the computer...
Chloe was still very nervous, wearing such a style of dress for the first ti, and she hadn’t looked in the mirror.
Moreover, when trying on dresses at ho a few days ago, everything felt off, so now she was afraid of wearing it poorly and embarrassing herself!
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