Vernon watched Chloe's back as she walked through the kitchen and went downstairs.
She looked sad from behind, with her shoulder slightly drooped, and how she dragged her legs to leave. Vernon knew that Chloe still had a lot to argue with him, but he quickly destroyed all of her arguments before this argument turned into a big fight between them.
He stayed in the same position for a while, even after Chloe had left the penthouse almost thirty minutes ago. He tried to let everything seep in.
"Of course, I can't keep saying yes to her, right?" Vernon tried to rationalize all the things he had said just now. "I know she often lets her emotions take control of herself. It might be good for some situations, but something like this—if I let emotion take control over my judgment, everyone including Mackie will literally be dead meat the moment Vincent knows everything about us!"
