Chapter 240
Chloe's gaze followed the direction she had seen and fell on the rooftop of a villa, surrounded by lush trees, slightly elevated compared to the one she was standing in.
She had passed by a few times and could vaguely recall what it looked like.
"Is that your house?"
As she asked this question, she was almost certain in her heart.
Alexander Foster slowly brought a smile to his lips: "I bought it not too long ago. Want to come and sit for a while?"
Having said that, he walked over to her.
Chloe was standing under the eave, the floor where she was standing was about a dozen centimeters higher than the courtyard grass, allowing her to face Alexander Foster at almost an equal level.
She leaned lazily against the nearby pillar, her head naturally half-lowered than his, her voice slightly chilly: "Don't feel like moving."
The implication was a refusal.
