NovelEnglishAnn could sense something was off from Chloe's expression. "Chloe, do you know her?" she asked.
Before Chloe could respond, Linda had already walked over to them. "Chloe and | were best friends in high
school. Mrs. Smith, I've heard so much about you. You're Chloe's birth mom, right? It's lovely to finally meet you.
Please take good care of me," Linda said in the sweetest voice imaginable. To anyone who didn't truly know her,
she seemed kind and polite. She gazed at Ann with wide, innocent eyes. "Wow, this meal looks amazing! I'm
starving. Mind if | join you for dinner?"
Hearing that this girl was supposedly Chloe's good friend, Ann responded quickly, "Sure, we've just started. If
you're okay with it, you're more than welcto join us..."
But Chloe stepped in front of Linda, blocking her path. "Yeah, she was my best friend in high school. But she also
stole my boyfriend when | was at my lowest, spread lies about me, and framedmore times than | can count.
Calling her a 'best friend" is a joke." Ann's face clouded with a mix of emotions. The mention of "best friend"
brought back memories of her fallout with Leah. She knew all too well the pain of friends turning into enemies.
That kind of hurt sticks with you for life.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnn's demeanor turned frosty, "Miss, our place isn't open yet, and we're not serving guests right now. Please
leave."
Suddenly, Linda clutched her stomach, "It hurts, my stomach really hurts..."
Chloe pulled Ann back a step, "Linda, you've pulled this stunt before. Just so you know, there are cameras
everywhere, so don't even try any of your dirty tricks."
"No, Chloe, it really hurts, | swear," Linda leaned against the table, sweat forming on her forehead. "Please, take
Chloe frowned, suspicious of whatever gLinda was playing now. She took out her phone and dialed 911. It
wasn't that Chloe was worried Linda would frher. She was just tired of the .
After making the call, she sat back down and continued her meal. Her tone was detached, "Just hang tight, the
ambulance will be here soon."
Ann, unsure of what was really happening, decided to head back to the kitchen to clean up.
Linda, still clutching her stomach, at Chloe, who was
eating out a care in the world.
"Chloe, how did you becso cold and heartless?"
Without even glancing her way, Chloe replied, "Didn't you ever hear 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf' when you were a
kid?"
"I'm not lying, my stomach really hurts," Linda insisted.
Chloe calmly sipped her soup, "That's not my problem."
"How can it not be your problem? Don't you know..."
Linda was about to spill something big but bit her tongue at the last second.
Chloe, holding her bowl, turned slightly, "Don't know what?"
"This is Lucas's and my child. Don't you care at all?" Linda blurted out.
Chloe laughed, "That's ridiculous. Why should | care about my ex and the other woman's kid? I'm not crazy."
Linda was in too much pain to continue talking. Maybe she had overdone it that morning, and now. her stomach
was rebelling. Fear crept in as she looked down and saw blood soaking through her pants. Her legs started to
shake. "Blood, help me, save my child, Chloe, Chloe..."
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