Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Charles Reed Brings People to the Door Again

Seeing his handsome face darken, Chloe Reed felt a little better. She asked, "Can I go now?"

Walker Grant watched her with his cool, narrow eyes. "No."

But Chloe Reed had already stood up and was walking toward the door.

She wasn’t one to punish herself; now that she had eaten her fill, she had no intention of staying.

A bodyguard reached out to block her, but she kept walking forward, almost running into his outstretched arm.

Startled, the bodyguard quickly pulled his hand back!

Stopping the madam was one thing, but if he actually touched her, he could say goodbye to his hands!

Chloe Reed walked briskly out of the villa.

The bodyguard glanced cautiously at the man in the living room.

Walker Grant just stared at her retreating figure, his voice cold and heavy. "Continue to follow her discreetly."

"Yes, sir."

...

Seeing that no one was following her, Chloe Reed breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body finally relaxing.

Night fell over the world as the city lights began to twinkle on.

She called for a ride, and when she got home and checked her phone, she discovered the name of her work group chat had changed.

The project manager had announced in the chat that the company had been acquired.

Miravox Voice Acting was now just an audio media department within the Grant Group.

Chloe Reed’s brow furrowed. ’What the hell is Walker Grant thinking?’

’Acquiring the voice acting company out of the blue like this!’

Kyle Coleman had also sent her a message.

Kyle Coleman: [The company’s been acquired, but the project must go on. We still have half the series to record, so don’t even think about quitting.]

It was as if he had read her mind, squashing the idea before it could even form.

Chloe Reed replied with a simple "Okay," then put her phone away.

Just then, a sound came from the door.

Confused, she looked at the video intercom screen and saw Charles Reed standing at her door.

’Why is he here again?’

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The thought had barely crossed her mind when a loud pounding echoed from the front door.

’He’s not here for anything good.’

Chloe Reed’s expression turned cold. She pulled out her phone and immediately called the police.

Charles Reed waited at the door with his bodyguards. There was no response from inside, but the man he’d assigned to watch her had clearly told him Chloe Reed was already home.

’So she’s just refusing to see me.’

’This ungrateful daughter!’

’She can’t go one day without causing trouble!’

Half an hour passed. Chloe Reed still hadn’t opened the door, but the police had arrived.

"Hey! What are you all doing?!"

The officer saw Charles Reed with five or six bodyguards in tow and immediately shouted.

At the sight of them, Charles Reed’s expression soured. He stepped forward and said, "Officer, my daughter lives here. I just came to see her."

The officer frowned. "We received a call about an attempted break-in. Are you really the young woman’s father?"

Charles Reed nodded. "That’s right. Do you need me to go home and get our family register? My daughter hasn’t been opening the door, and I’m worried something has happened to her. Officer, you’ve come at the perfect time. Can you help me get her to open up? I’m so worried about my daughter."

As he spoke, he also took out his ID card.

He then pulled out his phone and called his household’s butler, telling him to find the family register and send a photo of it.

After seeing the photo of the family register, the officer’s doubts were dispelled.

He then asked, "Is she really at home?"

"Yes, she is. We just had an argument, you see. *Sigh*... She has a very proud and spoiled temper. Whenever we fight, she cuts off all contact with the family, so I had no choice but to come check on her. But who would have thought she wouldn’t even open the door? Officer, what more can a parent do?"

Charles Reed sighed dramatically, his face a perfect mask of exasperation with Chloe Reed.

The officer didn’t say much else, simply stepping forward to knock on the door.