But Chloe Reed didn’t even look at her. It was as if, in Chloe’s heart and mind, her mother no longer existed.
A strange sense of panic flickered in Autumn Linton’s heart.
The belief she had always held so firmly began to waver.
’Chloe is my daughter, my own flesh and blood. No matter what, she’ll always stand by my side...’
But now, she wasn’t so sure.
...
Sunny Reed was still on the floor. She had stopped crying, and her disheveled hair hid her expression.
Chloe Reed looked down at her. "You must be tired after so many years of acting, right?"
Sunny Reed slowly got up. She was no longer kneeling but standing. The handprint on her cheek was stark, and she looked far more wretched than before.
She looked at Chloe Reed, her voice still soft and frail. "Are you really not going to spare the Reed Group? That’s Mom and Dad’s life’s work."
Chloe Reed frowned slightly. Something felt off; the person before her was acting very strangely.
’Why is she still putting on an act, even now?’
She didn’t speak, just watched her with cold eyes.
Sunny Reed covered her cheek with a hand and blinked. "Why aren’t you saying anything, Sister?"
"What are you really trying to do?"
That strange feeling intensified, and a ripple of unease spread through Chloe Reed.
Sunny Reed said softly, "I haven’t done anything."
With that, she turned and walked away.
Chloe Reed’s elegant brows knitted together. Watching Sunny’s retreating figure, she couldn’t help but wonder, ’What is she really planning?’
But she couldn’t figure it out, couldn’t guess her intentions.
It seemed Sunny Reed had only come to put on an act for their parents.

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