CHAPTER 195: CHAPTER 195: UNCLE MORGAN... IT’S YOU! 5

"I’m in a bad mood!" Chloe Grant responded.

After three glasses of red wine, her face had already started to turn red.

She just felt a fiery sensation in her chest.

Chloe Grant didn’t pay much attention; drinking red wine too quickly gives this feeling.

"Didn’t you see how awful Lady Morgan’s expression was at the time? From now on, Lily Grant shouldn’t expect any favor from her, and you’re still not happy?"

Sophia Fraser couldn’t understand this.

And as she spoke, she inadvertently looked up and saw someone standing on the second floor, and was stunned...

He’s always had a very aloof image.

But standing there with such a lazy demeanor... it made one’s heart race!

"It’s precisely because my grandma’s expression looked bad that I’m upset!" Chloe Grant didn’t notice Sophia Fraser’s gaze.

She explained, "When Uncle Morgan first reminded me about Abigail Parker, I had already coordinated with her to embarrass Lily Grant but not ruin the party.

She agreed with me just to have someone tidy up and then leave, so when someone discovered, all they’d see was a disheveled Lily Grant! This incident should have just been an interlude, but I didn’t expect..."

Chloe Grant was very displeased, with the fiery sensation in her chest growing more intense.

She even felt a bit short of breath, struggling to breathe.

This feeling... unexpectedly familiar!

"Your uncle reminded you?" Sophia Fraser’s focus was here.

She lowered her head, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, adjusting her stance slightly.

Sophia Fraser said, "It seems you and your Uncle Morgan are very close if he reminded you about such things."

Chloe Grant didn’t answer but felt her entire body was burning, and cold sweat kept beading on her forehead.

She had experienced this feeling for the third time!

Chloe Grant was surprised as she picked up her wine glass to check, then looked up at the pool... the wine’s position wasn’t far from where Lily Grant and Matthew Morgan were standing earlier!

Chloe Grant nervously licked her dry, chapped lips.

She had clearly seen both glasses in Lily Grant’s hands being spilled by Abigail Parker, so how...

"Sophia, I’m tired, I need to go up and rest!"

Seeing the feeling within her growing stronger, Chloe Grant couldn’t think further and quickly said to Sophia Fraser, then headed toward the villa.

"Don’t leave just yet..."

Sophia Fraser quickly grabbed her, discreetly glancing towards the second floor.

"We need to talk a bit more, I still have to discuss the details about Strawberry FM with you."

Chloe Grant struggled, the discomfort in her body making her anxious.

She almost wanted to say it was unbearable!

Why does she keep going through such damned things?

"I’m really tired, I’ll meet with you tomorrow," Chloe Grant was still struggling.

Sophia Fraser’s expression turned sour, "Talk about details, what’s wrong with you? Can’t we just chat a bit?"

Her peripheral vision swept to the second floor, finding it already empty.

Sophia Fraser released Chloe Grant’s hand, "Are you still blaming us for being puppeteered by Lily Grant last time? You say it’s all in the past, but in your heart, you’re still holding a grudge, right?"

"If you’re still upset with us, please tell us directly, and we’ll find a way to make amends. Don’t say you’re not mad but still hold a grudge at heart. Being friends like this isn’t comfortable!"

After Sophia Fraser finished speaking, she took a breath and was about to continue when her words stopped...

"Mr., Mr. Morgan." She spoke, stuttering a little.

Matthew Morgan, who had been standing on the second floor, was now downstairs, naturally wrapping his arm around Chloe Grant’s shoulders...