Chapter 662 Contracted HIV

The room was thick with tension, and Amanda felt an unsettling instinct gnawing at her gut. "Why is everyone so quiet? Speak up, will you?" She thought, "Just a few days without seeing Chloe, and now Chloe is nowhere to be found?"

When no one replied, Amanda pointed an accusing finger at Michael. "You! Where's my sister?"

Russell, his face twisted with anger, was on the verge of exploding. Just then, Michael finally spoke up, "Chloe's at home, resting upstairs."

It was mid-afternoon, around three or four o'clock, and at this hour, even if she was taking a nap, she should have been awake by now.

Given that Chloe wasn't one to sleep at this time, Amanda's suspicion only deepened.

"Russell, chill out! Chloe's upstairs, and I didn't lose your granddaughter. Why are you scowling like that?"

Admas hadn't seen Russell in a long time. They'd been friends since their youth, so why was he blowing up now?

"Just let me see my granddaughter, and I won't be angry anymore," Russell snapped, refusing to look at Michael since he walked in.

He thought, "That punk treated Chloe so poorly before. What good is it now?

The best thing he can do is stay away from her."

need to tell

to break

were Chloe's family, and she wouldn't mind

out how to handle this and how to support

tone,

braced herself for whatever

have... contracted

couldn't recall how many times he'd repeated those words today, but each utterance felt like a fresh stab to his heart.

staring at Michael as if

calm demeanor morphed into

This was serious business.

his lips together and repeated the

across the face. "What the hell?

granddaughter?"

but knew that defending Michael would only fuel

turned to the side, a cut opening

when she's with you! Amanda, go upstairs and bring

up, his rage

"Sir Miller, this situation

I don't want to hear another word from you. If you don't want a second slap, get out

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