After Chloe Grant and Lily Grant parted ways, she headed straight to Lucas Morgan's home, reached his room, and switched his usual water with the water laced with drugs.
Once everything was set, Chloe Grant took the remote control and hid under the bed.
It's now 6:10, and Lucas will be back at 7:00 sharp.
But Chloe was already feeling nervous.
She had initially planned to calm herself by counting the time, but with every minute passed, her heart rate increased.
In this manner, she endured until 7:10, her eyes continuously fixed on the door, not daring to blink.
In her ears, it seemed as if footsteps could already be heard.
Chloe's nerves instantly tightened, her heart leapt into her throat, and her gaze remained unblinking on the open doorway, followed by a pair of polished leather shoes appearing before her eyes.
Chloe hadn't even reacted when she saw another pair walk in.
There are two people!
Chloe's mind exploded on the spot, her initially numb arm moved uncontrollably due to excessive agitation, pressing against the remote control beside her, making a sound.
"Who's there?" someone spoke.
The voice was husky, a very sexy kind of huskiness, Chloe immediately knew it was Lucas Morgan's.
But before she could respond, she felt a hand grip her shoulder, then she was dragged out from under the bed and tossed onto it.
Chloe just realized that her accidental movement had turned off the room's lights, leaving only the dim warm light illuminating the room.
However, Chloe couldn't see anything because she had a severe familial night blindness.
Even in a room with warm light, she could see nothing.
Chloe was very flustered.
"Chloe Grant, what are you playing at?" a voice sounded in the darkness, clearly skeptical.
Chloe could tell it was Lucas Morgan.
Furthermore, Chloe heard someone pick up a bottle of water, twist open the cap, and drink, a series of sounds that made her heart leap.
She couldn't be sure if it was Lucas Morgan or the stranger drinking the water.
Chloe, sweating nervously, then heard something akin to a text message alert.
"I can't control you, you little brat, but someone will deal with you." Lucas said menacingly, pinching Chloe's nose.
Chloe struggled.
Now feeling like a thief with a guilty conscience, she nervously prayed that Lucas was the one who drank the water and that the stranger would quickly leave!
Perhaps heaven was here to aid her, as just after her prayer, she heard the sound of footsteps moving away, followed by the door closing.
Chloe's heart leapt with joy, did the stranger leave?
"Lucas Morgan?" she called tentatively, her anxiety inevitable.
"Yeah." He replied with a deep voice, seeming to carry a hint of suppressed emotion.
Chloe felt like crying out of excitement, it was Lucas Morgan! It was his voice!
"Lucas Morgan, let me tell you, ah...!"
She was about to get up when someone gripped her jaw, "Did you put drugs in the water, hmm?"
This voice...
It didn't seem like Lucas Morgan?
But she was very familiar with this voice.
Chloe started to panic, terribly afraid that it wasn't Lucas Morgan who drank the water or stayed, and in haste, she blurted out, "I'm not Chloe Grant."
The other person squeezing her face quickly replied, "I know, you're Emma Morgan."
Though the voice was repressed, as if containing some strong emotion leading to a severe hoarseness, Chloe felt relieved.
This was actually a secret code, known only to her and Lucas Morgan.
Oh no...
One more person knew it.
However...
That person could be ignored by Chloe.