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Chapter 819 If He Wants Me Dead, Don’t Come Home

Chapter 819 If He Wants Me Dead, Don’t Come Home

Chloe was taken aback. Her thoughts were still foggy from just waking up. She recalled only drinking a glass of water that a helper had brought over last night, so how had she slept so soundly? If someone had entered her room, she should not have been completely oblivious to it.

She pondered over the matter, and an answer slowly formed in her mind. Someone must have spiked her water. And other than Noah, she could not think of anyone else who would have done so.

Chloe’s anger surged, and she pounded on the door with all her might. "Open the door!" The palms of her hands turned red from the force.

After a few minutes, a helper came by. She cautiously approached the door and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Chloe, but I don't have the key. I can't open the door."

"Get me Noah then!" Chloe shouted.

"Mr. Noah isn't here. He went to work."

"What about Grandpa?"

trip this morning as arranged

come to see me within the hour, I'll set

to lock her up and send Desmong away. Was he copying Joseph in holding her captive? Whatever the case, she was not the person she

panicked. "Please don't say such scary things, Ms. Chloe. Mr. Noah simply wants you to rest. If you

natural for her to follow Noah's orders. But silence fell over the entire third floor as Chloe did not respond, and the helper

counting each second as she waited anxiously. Gazing downward, the Sullivan manor featured a timeless garden design featuring white walls, dark tiles, sloping eaves, and

with ponds adorned with lotus flowers, this created a poetic,

it with an expanse of blooming flowers so that she could adapt to the manor quickly. During warmer days, she could see an unending expanse of flowers from

Noah that he went on a trip abroad without

time had passed, Chloe spotted Noah's car pulling in. She sat down in the chair, her face expressionless as she waited for him to enter the room. After a few minutes, Noah pushed the door open and

looked at her and asked, "Why haven’t you had breakfast?

Her eyes were devoid of warmth as she demanded, "Give me back