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"Uh!"
Chloe was caught off guard, naturally she didn't have time to resist, let alone dial the emergency number preset on her phone.
And before she lost consciousness, the last thing she saw was the look in Harry King's eyes.
Five minutes later, Jack Woods was driving the car, with Alexander Johnson in the back seat.
Chloe, who had fainted, was lying on Alexander Johnson's lap.
In the front passenger seat sat Harry King.
"Young Mister Johnson, you only told me to invite Chloe over, you didn't say to knock her out!"
Harry King had no choice, reluctantly got in the car, and looked at the unconscious Chloe with a heart full of anxiety.
"From the night you agreed to help me, you lost your choice."
Alexander Johnson looked straight ahead, speaking calmly.
Harry King suddenly raised his voice: "But you also said you wouldn't hurt Chloe!"
"I'm still saying that now."
Only then did Alexander Johnson glance at him, his gaze still unwaveringly firm.