Ethan Sinclair arrived with the police.
Mrs. Warren was put into a police car, and Chloe Sinclair also had to go to the station to give a statement.
Chloe Sinclair gave the copied video directly to the police.
The police immediately used a laptop to watch the video. After seeing it, their faces were filled with anger.
SMACK!
"That old woman went too far!"
If Chloe Sinclair hadn’t noticed something was wrong, she would be the one lying in a hospital bed.
"Does this count as self-defense?"
The officer was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. "Of course."
The officer’s eyes held a teasing look. "Seeing how agile you are, why not join the army after your college entrance exams? The government’s policies for it are great right now."
Chloe Sinclair shook her head. "No, thanks. I know my own limits."
’Besides, she had more important things to do.’
The officer didn’t press the matter. After the statement was finished, he told Chloe Sinclair to go home and get some rest.
But Ethan Sinclair, who had been waiting outside the whole time, never stopped frowning.
He looked at Chloe Sinclair’s face. Her complexion was rosy, and she didn’t seem the least bit frightened.
This made him even more troubled.
’Could my little sister be psychologically traumatized?’
’Should I find a psychologist for her?’
’Would she resist if she found out?’
A thousand thoughts raced through Ethan Sinclair’s mind, and it took several calls from Chloe Sinclair for him to snap out of it.
"Brother, let’s go."
Chloe Sinclair poked Ethan Sinclair’s arm, her dark eyes watching him calmly.
Ethan Sinclair finally came to his senses and nodded hastily.
On the way, he kept observing Chloe Sinclair’s condition.
"Chloe, come to the office with me first. I’ll go home with you tonight."
Today’s incident had been sudden, and he still had some work to finish, so he couldn’t leave just yet.
Besides, he would feel more at ease with Chloe Sinclair by his side.
Hearing this, Chloe Sinclair didn’t refuse and simply nodded.
And so, a black Audi slowly drove into the underground garage of the Sinclair Group.
Chloe Sinclair had hardly ever been to the headquarters, so she was completely unfamiliar with the place.
In fact, this was her first time here in this life.
So when the young women at the front desk saw a girl trailing behind their president, their hearts shattered all over the floor.
After the two went upstairs, the women at the front desk began to whisper among themselves.
"SOB, my poor heart! How could the President have a girlfriend already? That girl is prettier than me, has a better figure than me, and most importantly, she’s so young!"
No matter how you looked at it, she was completely and utterly defeated.
But one of them seemed puzzled. "Don’t you guys feel like we’ve seen that girl somewhere before?"
The one who spoke was Sasha.
A few months ago, she was an online streamer, but the self-media industry was a tough business. She had no fixed salary, so she recently found a receptionist job to support herself.
Watching Chloe Sinclair’s retreating figure, she felt a sense of déjà vu.
"I know who she is!"
Suddenly, the girl who had been fake-crying moments before shouted excitedly, "That’s Chloe Sinclair! The one from the show *Genius*! Everyone online says that wherever she goes, chaos and drama are sure to follow!"
The woman’s eyes shone with excitement. "My idol! She’s my idol!"
Sasha’s mouth twitched. An image suddenly flashed in her mind, and she asked, "Does Miss Sinclair know parkour?"
"Huh?"
And yet, these happened to be Chloe Sinclair’s favorite things to eat.
Since returning to the Sinclair Family, Chloe Sinclair had rarely eaten them.
It had been so long, she had almost forgotten what spicy strips even tasted like.
She tore open a bag, and before long, the rich smell of spicy strips filled the entire office.
Chloe Sinclair watched the completely focused Ethan Sinclair for a moment, then stood up and asked, "Brother, want some?"
Ethan Sinclair opened his mouth to refuse.
But Chloe Sinclair was faster, stuffing a spicy strip into his mouth.
Ethan Sinclair: "..."
Indulging Chloe Sinclair, he couldn’t possibly spit out the spicy strip. He hesitated for a few seconds before slowly eating it.
After a long moment, he said, "Not bad."
Chloe Sinclair’s eyes crinkled. "I loved spicy strips when I was little, but I only got to eat them once in a blue moon."
Life with her adoptive parents had not been easy. She could barely save any money all year round.
The money she’d painstakingly earned from collecting trash at school for days was stolen by that good-for-nothing ’brother’ of hers the very next day.
When she tried to get the money back, she got a beating instead.
She was stubborn when she was young, and she swore that when she had money in the future, she would buy all the spicy strips she wanted.
Chloe Sinclair recounted her past with a relaxed expression.
But Ethan Sinclair’s expression grew darker and darker.
A torrent of emotions seemed to be stirring within him.
After a long while, he slowly raised his head and said, almost through gritted teeth, "Chloe, your adoptive parents treated you like that??"
Just for asking her ’brother’ to return the money, her arm was broken.
She was locked in a dark room and starved for three days just because she was hungry and stole an egg.
Just because she was a girl, she was expected to sacrifice her future to pave the way for her ’brother’?

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