"Really? Then I must hurry, or it will be gone." Chloe Grant said deliberately, standing up with her head down, and walked towards the beverages.
As she left the seat, she bowed her head and secretly wiped her tears.
Took a deep breath.
"Chloe Grant, endure it! No matter how much it hurts, endure it."
She secretly took out her phone, pretending to take pictures, but was actually checking her appearance.
Seeing that she didn't look too disheveled, she felt relieved.
Taking three bottles of sago milk, Chloe Grant carried the tray over.
Ralph Koch was chatting with Matthew Morgan, seemingly about work matters, which Chloe Grant didn't understand.
She only placed the sago milk between Matthew Morgan and Ralph Koch, then sat back in her seat.
Although she walked around often, Matthew Morgan kept cooking in the little pot for her, so she always had something to eat.
"Chloe."
He suddenly spoke up.
Chloe Grant's hand went limp, dropping the chopsticks to the ground.
