Chapter 122
From afar, near the garden foliage, a tall, handsome figure stood, looking in her direction with the light behind him.
Chloe Collins averted her eyes, put down the dog, and stood to leave.
Her back radiated cold aloofness.
After a few steps, she saw her younger brother, Theodore Collins, running towards her.
"Sis! We can go home tomorrow!"
Chloe Collins: "Hmm?"
Theodore, exuding excitement, said: "Dad is talking to Grandpa about it. Tomorrow they're going to bring you back to live with us. A room at home has already been prepared for you."
The young boy's voice was loud and unmasked. His words were audible to those around them.
Alexander Foster walked the Samoyed, stopped at a distance of three meters from them.
Chloe said: "What did Grandpa say?"
"He said he respects your decision. If you agree, you can return at any time."
He shook Chloe's hand: "Sis, come back with us."
Chloe pulled her hand free, her voice soft: "Not returning."
Theodore looked stunned.
