"Come here." Matthew Morgan said.
Chloe Grant was still very timid.
Matthew Morgan, however, just laughed. He reached out, pulled Chloe Grant closer with a slight move.
"Does it have to be ?" Chloe Grant struggled.
For some reason, Chloe Grant suddenly felt as if she had no strength in her body, a little weak.
She even felt somewhat tired, wanting to sleep.
"I told you, when you wake up from a sleep, everything will be resolved. So... go to sleep."
The last three words, Matthew Morgan said very softly.
Chloe Grant was still struggling, but inexplicably her eyelids began to feel heavy, her mind was beyond control, she felt drowsy, and after a final struggle, she fell asleep, her body instinctively leaning against Matthew Morgan.
Matthew Morgan directly held Chloe Grant, grasping the hand where she had been implanted with a chip, letting her head rest on his thigh.
Lowering his eyes, looking at her sleeping face, Matthew Morgan’s gaze softened.
As he looked up, tearing off the band-aid, seeing the wound beneath, Matthew Morgan’s expression grew stern.
Is absolutely not going to end !
Meanwhile, someone in a hotel room within the Imperial City.
Had been smashing things in the hotel for ten minutes, turning a once tidy room into a mess.
He was wearing a loose black sweater, and black pants that made his legs look particularly long.
At this moment, he stood with hands on his hips, pacing back and forth in the room, angrily kicking over things in his path, making a series of noises.
He cursed, impatiently ruffling his hair.
"Chloe Grant, that big fool, why can’t she just die."
He muttered, "Sent people to crash into her, and she dodged! Tried to sell her off directly, and she still managed to come back! Matthew Morgan really is... damn!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, grabbing things nearby and violently smashing them, causing a series of shattering sounds.
"That USB drive, I have a half share in it too, how could he be so decisive? Spent three years recovering in Y Country, not staying put, always running back to see that Chloe Grant, fine, but now he even takes out the things?"
"Matthew Morgan! Damn you!"
He muttered harshly, finally breaking out into outright cursing.
"One day, I will kill that Chloe Grant!"
"Shadow, get out here! Come out!"
He started calling for someone.
In less than a minute, a shadow appeared from nowhere, then knelt half-way in front of him, "Godfather."
"Take action personally. While Matthew Morgan is not paying attention, take care of Chloe Grant..." He made a thumbs-up gesture, drawing it across his neck with a fierce and sinister expression, "Eliminate her!"
"Yes!" Receiving the order, the shadow responded, then vanished from the room.
As if he had never appeared at all.
After his departure, the man became agitated again, "Chloe Grant, you fool, you’re a disaster to my Matthew!"
He cursed, starting to smash things again.
"Ralph Koch, let me remind you, once Matthew is done with S, the next thing he’ll deal with is the person who repeatedly tried to kill his beloved... which is you!"
On the sofa outside the room, there had been a person sitting all along.
The entire room was left in shambles by Ralph Koch’s rampage, except for the space where this person sat, which remained clean.
Ralph Koch stopped his actions, gave a slight sneer, "I’m leaving right now!"
In any case, until Chloe Grant is dead, he won’t give up!