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."

there's something I need to tell you." Michael hesitated, weighing the gravity of

decided it was time to break the news

one, they were Chloe's family, and she wouldn't

could help figure out how to handle this

tone, alarm bells went off in her

herself for whatever was

might have...

recall how many times he'd repeated those words today, but each utterance felt like

Michael as if he'd just spoken

demeanor morphed

This was serious business.

his lips together and repeated the news,

out, slapping Michael across the face. "What the hell? This is how

granddaughter?"

felt for his grandson but knew that defending Michael would only

face turned to the side, a cut

with

up, his rage

"Sir

from you. If

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