Ivy Vance’s expression was like she was looking at a heartless lover who had betrayed her.
Walker Grant’s brows furrowed. He shot her a cold glance and said, "I gave you a choice. What you decide is your own business."
Then, he turned to Preston Vance, a mocking smile playing in his eyes. "Mr. Vance, my terms aren’t too excessive, are they?"
Preston Vance’s brow remained furrowed, his gaze darkening behind the lenses of his glasses. He shot Walker Grant a complex look before turning to Chloe Reed. His tone softened as he asked, "Chloe, do you think this is enough? If it’s not, feel free to ask for anything you want."
Walker Grant chuckled. "You’re the ones apologizing, so why are you asking us to state our terms? Doesn’t that just make it look like we’re deliberately trying to pick a fight?"
Preston Vance: "..."
’This man is completely unreasonable!’
Meanwhile, Chloe Reed hadn’t said a single word since she arrived. Her expression was consistently indifferent. Even when he addressed her directly, her response was muted, as if she had left the entire matter for Walker Grant to handle.
Preston Vance lowered his gaze, a complex and stifling emotion churning in his heart.
’Weren’t they getting a divorce?’
’But now it looks like they’ve made up?’
The thought was fleeting. He looked at Ivy Vance and said, "Jail time or compensation. You choose. You made a mistake, so you need to show some remorse. The fact that Mr. Grant isn’t pursuing this further is already an act of mercy. Don’t keep making a scene."
Ivy Vance was both furious and distraught, her hands clenched tightly into fists.
’She couldn’t believe Walker Grant was being so cold and heartless to her!’
’Does he really not remember me at all?’
’He could be friendly and gentle to a vicious woman like Sunny Reed, so why was he so cruel to me?’
’I just can’t accept this!’
Her gaze fell on Chloe Reed’s face, and she suddenly understood.
’And now you’re asking me if it’s enough?’
’How am I supposed to answer that?’
All she could do was stare at him, her face a blank mask.
The corner of Walker Grant’s mouth curled into a smirk. He chuckled softly, then turned to Preston Vance. "My wife accepts the sincerity of your apology. I’ll have someone send the account information to your email. Remember to make the payment on time. If there’s nothing else, you can leave now."
Preston Vance frowned and looked at Chloe Reed. "Chloe, can I speak with you alone for a moment?"
Just as Chloe Reed was about to speak, her hand was suddenly grasped.
She turned her head to see Walker Grant looking leisurely at Preston Vance. He asked in a placid tone, "Mr. Vance, this matter may be over, but your credibility isn’t exactly high. What if you have other ideas while she’s alone with you? She’s finally had a few peaceful days. I’d rather she not go back to being on edge."
Preston Vance’s brows knitted together, and his tone cooled. "I would never hurt her. You’re overthinking things, Mr. Grant."

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