She scoffed, giving him a look. "Besides, your nephew holds such an important place in your heart. If you had a child, how would you face your own?"
The atmosphere in the elevator turned icy, and a stifling tension began to build.
Walker Grant said in a deep voice, "I would love my child very much."
Chloe Reed replied, "Save that for your future wife."
DING!
The elevator doors opened, and Chloe Reed stepped out first.
Walker Grant watched her back, his eyes darkening slightly as he followed slowly behind her.
Her grandmother was happy to see her return, but the joy didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Chloe Reed noticed. She helped her grandmother out to the balcony for some fresh air and asked, "Grandma, are you unhappy?"
"Of course not." Her grandmother wore a gentle smile. "At my age, isn’t it normal to be serene?"
Chloe Reed squeezed her dry hand. "But I can tell you’re not happy. Grandma, what’s on your mind? Can you tell me?"
Her grandmother gently stroked her hair, smiling. "It’s really nothing. You’re overthinking things."
Chloe Reed leaned down and rested her head on her grandmother’s shoulder, watching as dusk fell over the world and the sun slowly sank below the horizon.
She suddenly asked, "Grandma, do you want to go see her?"
The "her" she was referring to was, of course, Autumn Linton.
Her grandmother didn’t say anything, only continuing to stroke her hair, the motion gentle and rhythmic.
But her silence was a tacit agreement.
Chloe Reed’s eyelashes fluttered. "Grandma, you don’t have to worry about my feelings. She’s your daughter, and she’s gravely ill now. You should go see her. I’ll take you tomorrow."
Her grandmother’s hand paused in her hair. "Chloe, won’t that make you sad?"
"Why would it?"

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