Chloe was taken aback. Her thoughts were still foggy from just waking up. She recalled only drinking a glass of water that a helper had brought over last night, so how had she slept so soundly? If someone had entered her room, she should not have been completely oblivious to it.
She pondered over the matter, and an answer slowly formed in her mind. Someone must have spiked her water. And other than Noah, she could not think of anyone else who would have done so.
Chloe’s anger surged, and she pounded on the door with all her might. "Open the door!" The palms of her hands turned red from the force.
After a few minutes, a helper came by. She cautiously approached the door and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Chloe, but I don't have the key. I can't open the door."
"Get me Noah then!" Chloe shouted.
"Mr. Noah isn't here. He went to work."
"What about Grandpa?"
"Mr. Desmond left for an overseas trip this morning as arranged by Mr. Noah. He's not here either..."
Chloe's pupils contracted. She took a deep breath and calmed herself. Clenching her fists tightly, she said, "One hour. Tell Noah that if he doesn't come to see me within the hour, I'll set this place on fire. If he wants me dead, then tell him not to bother with coming home."
She could not fathom why Noah would want to lock her up and send Desmong away. Was he copying Joseph in holding her captive? Whatever the case, she was not the person she was five years ago, and she would allow anyone to trap her ever again.
The helper panicked. "Please don't say such scary things, Ms. Chloe. Mr. Noah simply wants you to rest. If you need anything, just let me know. Please don’t harm yourself."
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