The girl had soft, beautiful features. Her large, bright eyes looked straight at the camera. At a glance, you could tell she was the type that elders would adore.
For some reason, Chloe Reed felt a bitter pang in her heart.
But then she remembered her deal with Judith Pierce.
If Walker Grant and this girl hit it off, she could finally get her divorce.
Chloe Reed took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
Chloe Reed: [She’s very nice.]
Judith Pierce: [Then you can help me introduce her to Walker this weekend.]
Chloe Reed: [Okay.]
After replying, she put her phone aside and went back to her script, but she found she couldn’t focus on a single word.
So, she changed into her workout clothes and went to the gym.
As sweat poured off her, it felt like the frustration in her heart was being flung away with it.
Once she was exhausted, she took a shower and went to bed, pushing the whole matter out of her mind.
But just as she was drifting off, she heard a knock at the door.
She glanced at the time. It was already one in the morning.
She frowned, got up, and checked the door, where she saw who it was.
Walker Grant.
He stood at the door with his eyes lowered, raising his hand to knock.
When he got no response, he knocked a couple more times.
Chloe Reed just watched him, not moving for a long time.
The frustration she’d worked so hard to get rid of seemed to come rushing back, and her hands clenched into fists.
She took a deep breath, pressed the button on the video intercom, and said, "I need to sleep even if you don’t! Go away!"
Walker Grant’s knocking paused. Then he said, "Let me in. I’m tired."
"Get lost."
"Chloe, let me in."
"..."

’Who carries their marriage certificates around with them?!’
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