Chapter 20
No way she had to seriously think about how to minimize the impact of the bad news.
“Chloe, why you gotta be so tough?”
Lance looked helpless and sad as if her being like this was so embarrassing.
Chloe slightly lowered her head, lifting her hand to gently brush the loose strands of hair on her forehead, revealing her smooth and glowing forehead, full of strength and beauty.
Lance said, “We just came to say hi and since we’ve done that, we won’t bother you anymore.”
Chloe felt a whirlwind of emotions that he didn’t know how to express, subconsciously not really wanting to keep butting heads with her. As he was talking, he started to walk away with Keira, who looked like she had a lot on her mind. But Chloe’s cool voice stopped him in his tracks.
“Hold on a second.”
They stopped and turned around to see Chloe walking towards them.
Even at the public place, she still radiated a unique elegance and strength that left Lance momentarily stunned.
Chloe stood in front of them, lifted her head, and looked at them with a smirk.
“Let’s put whatever happened before aside for now,” she said, slowly shifting her gaze to Keira, whose heart started to pound as she caught the icy look in Chloe’s eyes, a hint of caution appearing in her own.
“You can put a name on me and take it off when I’m ready, but the ones I don’t feel like taking off can’t just sit with me for nothing,” she said, lowering her head to take a sip from her cup of water.
After all that talking, the water in the cup didn’t taste as good anymore.
Looking up again, she gazed down at Keira, who was a few inches shorter than her, her face expressionless.
Keira had never been more intimidated by Chloe than she was at that moment.
Her words got stuck in her throat, and her body froze, standing there like an idiot.
Warm water slowly trickled down her head, even her high-end makeup couldn’t stand up to the heat, melting a little, staining her beige trench coat. Her carefully styled hair hung limp over her shoulders as more warm water flowed from the strands.
The room was as quiet as the grave.
After a while, Keira let out a scream.
Only then did Lance snap out of his shock and quickly pull Keira into his arms.
It looked like she was about to cry after enduring so much; it was heartbreaking.
With concern and tenderness, he gathered Keira’s still-wet hair to one side and held it tightly.
He finally let out a sigh of relief.
He turned his attention to Chloe. The anger on his face seemed like he wanted to tear Chloe apart.
“Do you really think you crossed the line?”
There was the sound of whispers and chattering due to the incident. Chloe stood there fast, her icy gaze matching the severity of her actions.