The next afternoon, the glaring sunlight streamed in through the window, forcing Chloe Grant to open her eyes.
She shielded her eyes with her hand, and her mind was filled with everything from last night.
Chloe Grant was completely stunned.
The next second—
She suddenly sat up, her gaze landing directly on the sofa...
The man was only wearing a white bathrobe, loosely draped over his chest, with clearly defined muscle lines.
Although his expression was cold, there was a unique aura in his every gesture.
He was on a video call, his brows tightly furrowed, so he didn't notice her waking up.
Chloe Grant's lips quivered, her eyes blank.
In that moment, her mind was blank.
She didn't know how to make a sound, nor did she know how to process the scene in front of her.
The impact was too strong, driving her nearly mad.
"Let me remind you, you returned to the country a day earlier before, and they seem to have noticed. I hope you can set off back to Y Country immediately."
