Chapter 158: Did He Kneel?

Walker Grant’s icy stare fell upon Iris Yates’s face.

A bone-chilling cold washed over her, and an immense pressure settled upon her. Iris Yates flinched instinctively.

She could barely keep a steady grip on the baseball bat in her hands.

"Was this your idea?"

Walker Grant remembered that Chloe Reed was always with Iris Yates.

Who knew what those two best friends cooked up in their heads all day.

It had happened once before.

He had come home from a business trip, and Chloe Reed was there holding a leather whip, lightly tapping her own palm as she ordered him to strip.

She wanted to check his body for any marks left by other women.

That night, he was the one who left plenty of marks on her, and the whip ended up tossed under the bed.

While she was dead to the world, her phone lit up with a message from Iris Yates.

Iris: [Chloe, was it fun? Did he get on his knees? Did he beg for mercy?]

that moment, Walker

Iris Yates’s rotten

treating me like a

"..."

moment he saw Iris Yates, Walker Grant instinctively assumed she was behind this. To help Chloe Reed get a divorce, she would undoubtedly cook up some terrible

dare make baseless

Reed spoke up then. "This has nothing to

Grant’s gaze returned to her face. Her clear eyes were still tinged with anger, and her breathing was uneven. Pinned by him

even lower. "Did you really think I’d agree to a

Chloe Reed’s eyelashes trembled.

his hot breath fanning across her ear. The words he spoke

sleep with another woman, I

he rose and strode out of the

on the sofa, not moving for a long, long

to help her up.

slowly shifted to her. "I was

Yates looked

deep breath, forcing a smile. "It’s nothing. I’m fine. You should get

to go, I’m going to be

her clothes, and then rose to leave, her

state, how could Iris Yates

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