In the master bedroom.
Aman sat at the front of the French window while holding a piece of paper. Thinking of what Chloe Bishop said just now, he slowed down his speed of drinking.
He picked up the phone and called John. "Go and find out why the old man was looking for Chloe today."
"President Aman, are you saying that Old Master was looking for Young Madam?" John was especially shocked when he heard that.
"It must be him."
Aman smiled faintly and hung up the phone.
He thought of something and habitually opened a photo on his phone.
On the photo, there was a little girl wearing a bowknot and a beautiful blue plaid skirt...
There was a smile on Aman's lips, and the expression on his face became soft. After looking at it for a while, he closed the picture and turned off his mobile ph
