Chloe Grant, lying on the bed, frowned as she called out his name upon recognizing him.
Ralph Koch was indeed surprised that Chloe Grant recognized him.
After all, ever since Chloe Grant regained her memory, Ralph Koch hadn’t appeared in front of her.
Moreover, she’d heard that once Chloe Grant regained her memory, she forgot what happened during her memory loss.
He was almost infuriated to death because of this!
You tell me, someone so shrewd during her memory loss, who could even understand Matthew Morgan’s looks, how did she turn so oblivious after regaining her memory?
"You still remember me." Ralph Koch’s tone wasn’t pleasant as he sat down at the edge of Chloe Grant’s bed.
"What did you bring me here for?" Chloe Grant looked around, recognizing the style of the Imperial Hotel room.
After all, the Royal Hotel belonged to the Morgan family, so Chloe Grant had frequently stayed in the hotel over the years and was quite familiar with its style.
"What did I bring you here for?" Ralph Koch raised his eyebrows, a mischievous smile suddenly playing at his lips. He leaned down, closer to Chloe Grant, "What do you think I brought you here for?"
His voice was intentionally low and deep, his hands propped on the bed on either side of Chloe Grant’s body, getting closer and closer to her...
Chloe Grant frowned, continuously leaning back to avoid him.
But her back was against the wall, and even though her entire body was pressed against it, she still couldn’t distance herself from Ralph Koch.
As Ralph Koch continued to approach, Chloe Grant hurriedly turned her body to evade him.
"You... you can just say it directly." While saying this, Chloe Grant was still moving her body, trying to create distance from Ralph Koch.
"Some things can’t be said, they must be done!" Ralph Koch turned and approached Chloe Grant again...
This time, his face was directly in front of Chloe Grant’s eyes.
He liked wearing red colored contact lenses, making his eyes always appear to have a bloodthirsty and dangerous gleam.
Looking at him, an image immediately appeared in Chloe Grant’s mind: him standing there, holding a cold dagger, a ghastly smile at his lips, licking the blade with his tongue, leaving a blood trail, yet appearing extremely satisfied savoring the taste of his own blood.
Chloe Grant swallowed, moving her hand on the bed to put distance between herself and Ralph Koch.
Her body pressed against the wooden board at the end of the bed, reminding her she had no way to retreat.
"What... do you really want?"
Before Ralph Koch could get closer, Chloe Grant hastily asked.
Although she hid it well, the trembling hands and the quivering corners of her mouth were still noticed by Ralph Koch.
He suddenly laughed...
"You, you’re so easily teased." He turned over and lay down on the bed. Google seaʀᴄh 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥
His hands behind his head, he looked at the luxurious crystal chandelier above.
However, Chloe Grant didn’t dare to move, her body pressed against the wooden board at the end of the bed, watching him warily.
Then, neither of them spoke.
Ralph Koch focused on the crystal chandelier, even reaching out to play with the light it cast, as if he completely ignored Chloe Grant.
After about twenty seconds, Chloe Grant couldn’t help but ask, "Why did you bring me here today?"
"For fun." Ralph Koch arrogantly threw out these two words.
Chloe Grant’s face instantly turned cold...!