Chloe Reed could hear the helplessness in his tone. Her wariness had saddened him.
But under the circumstances, she had to be careful.
Miles Hawthorne, a man she had known for years, had tried to kill her. It was truly difficult for her to trust anyone else now.
"Okay, I will. It’s getting late, so I’m going to get some rest. Goodbye."
Chloe Reed gave Preston Vance a small smile before turning and entering Jardinelle.
Preston Vance watched her walk away, a flicker of sorrow crossing his eyes behind his glasses.
He tightened his grip on the business card in his hand.
As a light breeze swept by, his figure seemed to take on an air of loneliness and desolation.
...
Chloe Reed went to Annie York’s room.
She had already eaten a bowl of noodles, and some color had returned to her face. At the moment, she was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees, still looking thoroughly shaken.
"Chloe."
Seeing her, Annie York sniffled, and the rims of her eyes turned red again.
Chloe Reed sat beside her and asked gently, "What happened?"
At her words, Annie York bit her lip sadly, looking as if she found the topic difficult to broach.
Seeing this, Chloe Reed didn’t press her. ’She can talk if she’s willing. If not, that’s fine too.’

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