Philip came to a sudden halt.
"Chloe, aren't you being a bit too harsh?" he said.
Chloe responded coldly, "So what if I am? It's not like it'll hurt you or cost you anything. It's still way better than your actions. Philip, if you hadn't run into me today, you might've been in deep crap. Do you think you would have gotten off scot-free if something happened? Aren't you gonna be a celebrity anymore? How would you approach your crush then?"
Philip's face instantly darkened.
Before he could speak, Chloe continued calmly:
"Don't bother thanking me. But one of my employees was almost insulted by you, and that can't just be swept under the rug. Since we're old classmates, give me 500,000 and we'll settle this privately."
"Chloe, aren't you asking for a bit too much?" Philip protested.
"Am I?" Chloe glanced down at Melisa, who was quietly lying in her arms. She tightened her grip around her waist, "You're the one who was insulted, how do you plan on dealing with it?"
"I heard what Mr. Adam said earlier, I won't let this go. I have evidence, I will clear my name."
Chloe smirked.
Smart girl.
"It's your problem, you deal with it. Anything you don't understand, you can consult a lawyer. I have to go."
With that, Chloe released Melisa and turned to leave.
"Chloe, wait."
Philip's voice rang out suddenly. Chloe paused, turning her back to him and smiling.
"What's up?"
Philip's hands were stuffed in his trouser pockets, balled into fists, but his face still wore a false smile.
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