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Lucas Hughes dashed into the apartment building, his hand frantically pressing the elevator button.
Just one more time, if it doesn't work out again, it's going to kill him with anticipation!
Once inside the elevator, watching the numbers change felt interminably long to him.
How could it be only a few floors, yet so slow at this moment.
Finally, watching the elevator stop on the tenth floor, he hurried out to open the door and stepped inside.
Unexpectedly, as he entered the master bedroom, he froze.
Chloe Simpson was staring at him with her eyes wide open.
It's over! She's awake!
Nothing can be done!
Damn!
Harry King! Arghhh!
At this moment, Lucas truly wanted to rip Harry King apart.
"Chloe, you're awake, thank goodness, you really scared me."
Lucas snapped out of it, hurried over, and hugged Chloe tightly.
"My clothes…"
Chloe's first reaction was naturally that her shirt and skirt had been removed.