Chloe Grant rembered, previously when Ralph Koch secretly took Loren out, the anxious and furious look of Matthew Morgan.
This child... seems like they cannot even suffer a scratch.
Not even a single loss can be tolerated.
Even if Matthew Morgan were here, he would probably bla her.
Chloe felt a bit heartbroken, forcing herself not to dwell on these thoughts too much.
She shook her head, took a deep breath, tried to smile, only to find that smiling made her face hurt a little, so she stopped.
Chloe instructed, "I’ll go back first. As for Michael Taylor’s matter..." she glanced at Gale Koch beside her, "you guys discuss it!"
"Oh, when you’re going back, take Michael Taylor with you. Her hand is injured, and she can’t go back for the next few days."
Chloe gave a simple explanation, acting as if nothing was wrong, waving at Lucas Morgan.
She turned around and walked toward the garage outside.
Lucas wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Gale.
"Let go!" Lucas turned back, annoyed.
"Give her a little dignity." Gale replied calmly.
Lucas frowned, "What do you an by that?"
"Right now, she’s definitely in tears, feeling wronged and bitter. But she doesn’t want you to see it, thinking she appears childish. On one hand, because the child is Matthew Morgan’s, on the other hand, her rival hurt her, yet the rival is right, so she feels both sad and embarrassed, that’s why she’s pretending nothing happened.
In reality, she’s crying in secret."
Gale thoroughly analyzed Chloe’s thoughts.
Lucas didn’t refute, because he thought Gale was right, so he didn’t pursue her either.
Everyone has their pride.
No one likes being seen at their lowest.
Lucas looked at Gale, a slight frown on his face, after a mont, he suddenly questioned, "You’re the bodyguard my brother arranged to stay by Cloudy’s side. So you must know, what kind of relationship does my brother have with Thea Yates?
Also, both my brother and Thea Yates seem very concerned about this child, what’s so special about this child?"
"These are things you should know!"
Lucas was very certain as he said the last sentence.
He stared at Gale.
Gale turned his head, t his gaze for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, "You want to know?"
Lucas nodded.
Gale’s smile widened, "If you want to know, spend a night with , and I’ll tell you."
Lucas’s expression changed completely!
He quickly stepped back several tis, keeping a distance from Gale, and emphasized loudly, "I’m not a damn gay!"
"Well, I’ve got a thing for you!" Gale retorted.
Lucas was almost driven mad with anger.
The latter remained calm and composed, turning around, waving his hand, "Think about it yourself."
After taking a few steps forward, he stopped, turned his head, and threw back a sentence, "You are not allowed to agree to that Michael Taylor matter. If you agree, I’ll ruin you!"
"I will agree! My affairs don’t need your interference! Funny!" Lucas retorted, pouting.
Just when Gale had walked more than halfway, his steps suddenly halted, he turned around and walked quickly towards Lucas, grabbed his shoulder, then kicked the back of his knee, sending Lucas tumbling into the bushes.
Gale leaned over, pressing down.
He got close to Lucas, gripping his chin, "Don’t provoke here. Behave yourself, got it?"
Lucas: ...
Damn it!
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