Finally, Chloe Warner was led back to the room that belonged to her and her mother. After shooing Zola away, Vera Warner could finally lay down in peace.
"Chloe Warner, I think you've been acting a little too mature lately."
"That's only because, Mom, you never seem to grow up. I have to grow up quickly so I can protect you."
"..."
Vera didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that. Just how did she end up raising her like this? On Chloe Warner, besides that sweet obedient face and the right height,
Otherwise, she'd seriously worry her daughter's body was inhabited by an adult.
"Don't worry, Mom. At least I'm smarter than you. Just look at how shy you get—I'll help you out in the future. Then you can go in and out of Dad's room as you please without being kicked out."
Vera was about to lose her patience and pinched her ear in one swoop.
