Chloe Reed glanced at the time and asked, "It’s seven P.M. What are you so busy with?"
Dylan Finch replied, "Busy with my girlfriend."
Chloe Reed was speechless.
Fair enough.
She had no reason to make him stay.
Being a special assistant was exhausting. It was a small miracle he even had time to date.
Dylan Finch gave a slight smile, then turned and left.
Chloe Reed glanced at the still-unconscious Walker Grant, her expression turning impassive. She then went back to playing her game.
KNOCK KNOCK!
A moment later, a knock came from the door.
Chloe Reed looked up to see Annie York walk in, carrying a fruit basket.
"Miss Reed."
Chloe Reed said, "You could have just come. You didn’t have to bring fruit."
Annie York gave a shy smile. "I couldn’t possibly come empty-handed. You’re supposed to bring something when you visit a patient. It helps them recover faster."
Her gaze drifted to Walker Grant’s face on the bed. A flash of stunned admiration lit up her eyes, but she quickly composed herself.
"Miss Reed, can we talk outside?"
Chloe Reed shook her head. "That’s not necessary. We can talk here."
Annie York hesitated. "But won’t we disturb his rest?"
"We won’t." Chloe Reed shook her head. "He’s unconscious right now. If our chatting manages to wake him up, that would mean he’s out of danger."
Hearing this, Annie York blinked and managed a stiff smile.


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