Chloe Johnson could no longer hold it in and burst into tears, kneeling on the ground and continuously kowtowing to the old gentleman.
"Sir, I'm sorry, it's my fault for not protecting Miss, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Chloe tried to steady her emotions, but she couldn't do it.
She had suppressed it for so, so long. In the Lawrence Family, she could endure it.
But in front of Mr. White, she couldn't hold it back anymore.
This was something she owed the White Family.
Chloe's cries echoed in the living room, while Caleb White sat there, completely petrified, not moving for a long time.
He didn't even say a word.
The elderly man, nearing the end of his life, had old scars ripped open so brutally.
It was still so hopeless.
The hope he had fantasized about for so many years was brutally snuffed out.
He didn't know, at that moment, whether he wished for Chloe to come back or not.
"Sir!" the butler Zhou called anxiously.
Caleb White waved a hand without speaking.
