"Aren’t I a scumbag?"
Walker Grant glanced at her, his tone infuriatingly nonchalant.
Iris Yates was at a loss for words, then she shot back, "You think just because Chloe needs you now, it erases all the bastardly things you’ve done in the past? There’s a child here, so I won’t say anything too harsh, but you know damn well what kind of person you are!"
After tearing into him, she turned to run.
Walker Grant’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "I think I’d better contact William Quinn," he said.
Iris Yates froze in her tracks. A feeling of dread washed over her.
She slapped her forehead. ’How could I have been so careless!’
’I can’t believe I forgot that damn scumbag was still threatening me!’
Iris Yates sighed, then turned back to him. "Mr. Grant, please, be the bigger person. Just pretend everything I just said was hot air. It was classless of me. Please don’t take it to heart."
Walker Grant said with a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, "Well, you certainly are classless."
Iris Yates: "..."
’She was really about to lose it!’
Chloe Reed said, "Alright, you can go. He won’t tell on you."
Iris Yates let out a sigh of relief and turned to leave.
Chloe Reed looked at him, asking in confusion, "Why did you bring her here?"
Walker Grant said, "From now on, I’ll be keeping him by my side at all times."
Hearing this, Noah, who was standing nearby, was overjoyed, his eyes lighting up.
Chloe Reed thought for a moment but didn’t say anything more. She sat by the hospital bed, holding her grandmother’s dry hand. Feeling the warmth of her palm, Chloe’s heart felt like it was breaking.
’It was all her fault!’
’It was all because of her!’
’If she had stopped her grandmother from going to see Autumn Linton, would any of this have happened?’
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