Chapter 1308

Winston’s voice was filled with irritation. Chloe glanced at him and, sure enough, he looked pretty sour.

She shrugged, pointed at the television, and said, “Herman, is not too shabby”

After saying that, she watched Winston’s face for any reaction, then calmly turned and went into the kitchen.

But she had barely stepped inside when she heard the sound of a car engine outside. Damon walked into the living room, exchanging glances with Winston.

Winston was happily lounging on the sofa watching TV, and the comfortable sight rubbed Damon the wrong way.

Upon seeing Damon, Winston also scowled. The two men faced each other, neither saying a word for a while. Finally, as Damon was unbuttoning his coat, he grumbled, “When are you moving out?”

Winston chuckled and nonchalantly propped his feet up on the table. “Mr. Harper, this house belongs to the Pecks.”

Damon’s frown deepened. “I can buy this house.”

“I’m not selling!”

Chloe heard the commotion and came out from the dining room, seeing Damon glaring at Winston seeming pretty ticked off. “Damon, you’re back?”

Damon turned to look at Chloe, who had a bunch of vegetables in her hand. It seemed like she was cooking. He furrowed his brows, went over to her side, and took the vegetables from her. “What’re you doing?”

“I’m making Mexican chili soup. You want some?”

a bowl too.”

Damon could respond, Winston

even more, almost crushing the vegetables in his hand. “We’re moving

this place

with Damon. Seeing

he pulled her into the dining room, had her sit by the table,

out with

cooking skills were truly

blew on it and

“Good?”

him a thumbs up.

her satisfied expression, his handsome face full of tenderness and

soup, Chloe finally let out a satisfied sigh. Looking up, she saw the man across from her staring at her. Her face involuntarily reddened. “Did I… eat

three people eating, it’s not

Chloe looked down at her stomach, a smile twinkling in her

with the company recently?”

bit, but he shook

why Presley has been so adamant recently, is he

leaned back in his chair, his gaze unreadable. “Whatever he’s considering, it doesn’t justify his actions.” With that, he stood up, walked over to

rubbed his forehead against hers. “You’re full now. Go freshen up and sleep,

about it and nodded. “I have to go watch Miles‘

you have to

If I don’t, Wendy will get bored.”

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