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"Chloe?" Vernon called her name, but there was no answer from Chloe. Instead, he saw her lap was already wet with a few drops of tears coming from the edge of her eyes.
Vernon went stiff in an instant. He was about to drop to his knees and begged Chloe not to cry. It was almost like muscle memory for him to do anything so he wouldn't see her tears.
But this time, it was different.
As much as he wanted to coax Chloe, what she did was stupid. She always used her heart and put aside her logic, so it was easy for her to fall into a small trap like this.
'I have to be firm. I cannot be swayed by Chloe's tears, not when I'm defending the right thing,' Vernon told himself. 'She needs to know who's her friend or foe.'
