Chapter 646: By What Right Does She Stand?

Dylan Finch instantly understood her meaning, and a cold expression crossed his face.

"This poison might be impossible to replicate, but it’s still very easy to blind someone."

Chloe Reed typed again, and the cold, mechanical female voice spoke. "And her legs. Noah will be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. What right does she have to still be standing?"

"Yes, I understand."

Dylan Finch nodded, agreeing that making Sunny Reed’s life a living hell was the best approach.

"..."

Chloe Reed arrived outside Walker Grant’s hospital room. When the bodyguard saw her, he froze for a second, instinctively about to speak.

Chloe Reed quickly raised a finger to her lips, stopping him.

The bodyguard froze, blinking in confusion.

’Should I listen to Mr. Grant, or the missus?’

’Hmm...’

’Ah, screw it. I’ll just pretend I didn’t see anything.’

his head and

walked over and pushed open

man on the bed was in so much agony

a hand reaching out to caress his

scent, one that was uniquely

whole

"Chloe, why

answer. Instead, she gently touched his face, her fingertips landing softly

her hand. "You know?" he

stirred, tapping

sighed in resignation. "So, does your

face wrapped in gauze, he

so vulnerable, Chloe Reed felt a

traced words into his

to make

Grant let out a soft chuckle. "Kiss me.

a time like this, he couldn’t help but be greedy. Given

a moment later, a soft kiss landed

was stunned. His Adam’s

traced on his palm

you really feel

to push

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