Chapter 577: Poor Him

Annie York’s nose was red from crying. She nodded. "I understand."

Chloe Reed got up and left her room. Once she was outside, the thought of having to contact Preston Vance gave her a headache.

’I was just keeping my distance from him, and now I have to contact him again. It’s so inconsistent of me.’

Sighing, she went upstairs to her grandmother’s room first.

"Grandma, Annie York is fine. She just got back a little late. I sent her to her room to rest. She’ll come and keep you company tomorrow morning."

The old madam had been worried. Hearing this, she nodded, her expression visibly relaxing.

"Alright. You go get some rest, too."

"Okay."

...

Chloe Reed didn’t go back to her room right away. She first practiced shooting for an hour, then went to check on Noah.

The little guy’s face was pale and he looked utterly drained. He was sitting on the bed, clutching an ugly doll and staring blankly ahead.

right beside him, he

"Noah."

Reed called his

came back to his senses, blinked his big eyes, and looked at her. "Aunt

answered him, then asked,

and hugged the doll tighter, saying nervously, "I have nightmares. I dreamed a monster ate

Chloe Reed’s heart ached with a strange

child before her. He wasn’t even four years old, and from now on, he would

his life

took off her shoes, leaned against the bed next to him, and picked up a storybook

very surprised. "Aunt Chloe... you’ll read to

want me to?" Chloe

Noah nodded vigorously. "Yes."

he looked at her,

down first. You have to lie down to

Noah nodded

him lie down and tucked him in, then opened the

story that unfolded from her lips felt so immersive that

grew quieter. When she turned to look at him, she saw he had already closed

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