Chloe strutted up the stairs, radiating an intimidating vibe.
She shot him a cold glance, then stepped into the house without a second look.
Chloe's calm indifference made Nick look like a fool compared to his rage.
By the time he returned to the living room with a stony face, Chloe was already lounging on the sofa.
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Outside, it was pitch black. Inside, the spacious living room was brightly lit, accentuating the opulence.
Chloe sat on the sofa, clad in a brick-red jumpsuit with her hair neatly tied back. With an arm draped over the armrest, lips pursed, and brows furrowed, her expression was unreadable.
Silence had fallen in the living room at some unknown point, and the atmosphere was growing increasingly stifling.
Finally—
“Give me your reason.”
Her icy, detached voice cut through the silence like a sharp and forceful knife.
"It's Keira's birthday in a few days. Of course I have to prepare a gift for her!"
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