Ridiculous.
The redness receded from Chloe Reed’s clear eyes, now tinged with mockery as she gazed at her. "Just listen to yourself. Do you even hear the words coming out of your mouth?"
Autumn Linton’s expression soured. "Chloe, I’m your mother. How can you talk to me like that?"
Chloe wearily closed her eyes. "Get Walker Grant to come here," she said. "If he agrees to one of my conditions, I’ll agree to your request."
Autumn Linton suppressed the rage rising in her chest and looked at her suspiciously. "Are you serious?"
"As long as Walker Grant agrees to my condition, I’ll do it." A slight smile curled Chloe’s lips.
Autumn Linton gave her a complicated look, then turned and left the interrogation room.
Everything fell silent. It was so quiet you could almost hear the fine dust motes drifting in the air.
Chloe’s eyes gradually went vacant. Her heart ached as if a chunk of it had been carved out. It hurt so, so much.
She raised her hands, cupping her face to hide her anguish.
She lost track of time until another sound came from the doorway.
Chloe slowly looked up to see Walker Grant’s tall, slender figure walk in.
The incandescent light overhead was blinding. He had a prominent brow, and his long lashes cast shadows under his eyes. His features were sharp and handsome, but his expression was cold and distant.
"Divorce me, Walker Grant. Or this will happen again," Chloe said, her gaze cold.
’She’d finally figured it out. Sunny Reed always used these kinds of tactics against her.’
’Fine, she’d give her what she wanted.’
’Once she was out, she would beat up Sunny Reed every single time she saw her.’
’She’d keep hitting her until everyone felt so sorry for Sunny that they’d be forced to agree to Chloe’s terms.’
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