Chapter 7: It Feels Like My Heart Has Been Heavily Punched
Matthew Morgan just gave the two of them a cold glance, responded with a "hmm" from his throat, and then said nothing more.
He stepped into the private room, and Lucas quickly arranged a seat for him.
This private room was rather elegant, though not large, the environment was nice, with a bamboo grove outside the window. The seating was for four people, two facing two.
"Chloe, come over, sit here." Lucas looked up and pointed to the seat beside Matthew Morgan.
Chloe Grant took a sharp breath, shaking her head decisively.
Sitting next to "Creepy", does he want her dead?
Creepy.
That was the nickname Chloe Grant gave Matthew Morgan as a mischievous child.
This man, really, was that kind of silent and cold person who could kill you with a single look.