From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Chapter 451: Leukemia

Hearing Landon Sinclair say that, Chloe felt a wave of relief.

Landon Sinclair would also start working on quantum communication in three years, and he would make massive breakthroughs in less than five years after that.

But for now, there were very few researchers studying communication technology.

For one, it wasn’t a mainstream field yet.

"Second Brother, don’t worry. I promise I won’t let you down," Chloe Sinclair assured him.

Landon Sinclair smiled. "And I won’t let you down, either."

With that, Landon Sinclair gave Chloe Sinclair a tour of the lab.

After returning home, Chloe slept for a while.

She woke up early to the sound of Tiana Warren knocking on her door.

Chloe frowned. She had just woken up, and her head was still a little fuzzy.

She searched the floor for her slippers and finally found the missing one under the bed.

"What is it?"

Tiana Warren seemed uneasy. "Miss, there’s... there’s someone outside looking for you. He says he’s a classmate of yours."

Chloe was taken aback and didn’t register it for a moment.

Chloe quickly found something to wear. Halfway through buttoning her shirt, she suddenly turned her head. "By the way, is this classmate a man or a woman?"

"A m-man... with orange-dyed hair."

As Tiana Warren spoke, she subconsciously averted her gaze, avoiding Chloe’s eyes.

Chloe didn’t comment on it, but she had a good idea who Tiana Warren was talking about.

When she reached the doorway, Chloe saw a man with short, orange hair sitting in the living room, his back to her.

Chloe said, "Summer Beckett."

The man turned. The moment he saw Chloe standing at the foot of the stairs, he was thrilled.

"Chloe!"

Summer Beckett shot up from his chair and rushed toward her.

Chloe deftly sidestepped him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Chloe, long time no see."

Summer Beckett’s bear hug met with empty air. His hands froze in midair before he awkwardly wiped them on the back of his pants.

Chloe looked him up and down, unsure whether to laugh or cry. "We haven’t seen each other in half a year, and the first thing you do is dye your hair yellow?"

"You sound just like my dad! It’s not yellow!"

Summer Beckett grew flustered and quickly explained, "It’s platinum blonde! The most popular color this year!"

Chloe burst out laughing.

Still, she glanced at Summer Beckett and didn’t argue.

"You know, it’s actually not a bad color."

Summer Beckett’s skin was already fair, and the golden-blonde hair made it look even more so.

She went to the fridge, took out a carton of milk, poured it into a glass, and brought it to the coffee table.

’Don’t go to all this trouble,’ Summer Beckett thought. But when Chloe handed him the glass, he didn’t dare say a word.

They sat on the sofa, their eyes meeting.

Chloe was the first to speak. "So, what brings you here today?"

Summer Beckett nodded, then shook his head. "Well, it’s nothing major."

He glanced at Chloe’s expression. Seeing her shift her posture in a silent cue for him to continue, Summer Beckett finally said, "Our class is having a reunion in a week. A lot of people sent you messages, but you never replied. I came today to ask if you’re planning on going."

Chloe paused, thinking about her phone. When she realized many of her classmates had tried to contact her, her eyes filled with regret.

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