Chapter 423: Are You Going to Give Me Your Wife?

Chloe Reed stood in the kitchen doorway, silent for a moment, before turning to go back to the living room and watch TV.

At ten o’clock that night, steaming hot bowls of vegetable noodles were placed on the dining table.

The two of them ate in silence.

The atmosphere in the spacious dining room was cold and desolate. They sat on opposite sides, as if separated by a distinct, uncrossable line.

Their home had once been lively and warm, full of simmering passion.

But now, not a single trace of that past could be found.

When Chloe Reed finished her noodles, she looked at him. "Does your wound need to be redressed?"

"No need."

Walker Grant put the dishes in the dishwasher and headed straight upstairs.

was relieved to have the quiet. She returned to her room and called the

the room into the hallway. Cupping her hand over the phone, she whispered, "The madam’s eating and sleeping habits are normal, but she just keeps holding a photograph and staring into space.

must be a photo of

affect her grandmother was anything related to

Reed felt a surge of worry. If this kept up, something was bound

her. Let me know

"Okay," Aunt Woods replied.

up and sat on her bed,

tomorrow to spend time with her grandmother. A persistent feeling

middle of the night, drifting in a sleepy haze, she thought she heard the sound

just in time to see taillights disappearing into

Where

"..."

「The Racing Club.」

over. "Walker, this William Quinn is a real handful. He’s insisting on racing in the middle of the night. He even said to remove all the guardrails and

Grant wore a black leather jacket over a black tank top, giving him an

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