Ivanna looked at me sympathetically while I stared back. I was trying hard not to cry.

"Chlo, don't be upset. We're in this together now," she said, trying to console me. My eyes welled up with tears, and I rushed into the bathroom.

I quickly texted Johnson, washed my face, and returned to the room.

"What should we do?" I asked, my voice trembling. "I-I'm ready to do whatever it takes. I don't care about my pride anymore."

Tears streamed down my face, and I felt utterly helpless.

Suddenly, Matthew's phone rang. He glanced at the screen, then hurriedly answered.

Although I couldn’t hear what was said, I saw him turn pale. Then he said through trembling lips, "I understand."

After hanging up, Matthew’s head bowed in defeat. Ivanna shot me a glance, and I raised an eyebrow at her.

He lifted his head and said, "I need to step out for a moment. I'll be back soon. Ivanna, please stay with Chlo. I have something to take care of."

"Where are you going?" I asked with a hint of disp