Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 190: Clean Up Your Own Mess

After failing twice, the valet tried to flee, but the bodyguards pinned him down, immobilizing him.

Iris Yates rushed forward. "Chloe, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Chloe Reed was still in Walker Grant’s arms. His arm was wrapped tightly around her waist, with enough force to seemingly crush her into his body.

She shook her head, her face pale. "I’m fine."

Iris Yates let out a sigh of relief. "That scared me to death just now."

Then, she turned to Preston Vance. "Mr. Vance, who was that man? Why did he want to kill you?"

A hint of guilt appeared on Preston Vance’s refined and handsome face. He looked at Chloe Reed apologetically. "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you."

Chloe Reed asked in confusion, "What’s going on?"

Preston Vance was silent for a moment.

Just then, Walker Grant spoke in a cold voice, "Mr. Vance, if you want to make friends, you should clean up your own mess first. If my wife runs into another ’accident’ like this, I won’t let you off the hook."

With that, he assertively pulled Chloe Reed toward his car.

body, and

man only tightened his grip

voice was tinged with coldness. "Hasn’t

taut. "Let go

you can walk on your own?" Walker Grant saw right through her, opened the passenger door, and pushed

off, he leaned over to fasten her

so close their

went rigid, and her

to straighten up when

I’ve warned you before

lips

straightened

and said, "Take him to the

"Yes, sir."

valet had already been tied

from one group to the other before finally walking to the side of

Grant’s car,’ she thought.

Grant got into the car without giving Preston Vance a

car started

over her. Chloe Reed remained silent, her palms slick