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There was an uneasy atmosphere in the car after the incident in the parking lot. The driver kept checking on his Boss' wife because she had been quiet this whole ride.

Madam Phoenix Gray was staring emptily at the window. She looked heartbroken. She clutched the plastic wrappers of snacks that the little boy had eaten before as if those plastic wrappers were something precious.

Normally, the driver would stay silent and do his job to drive her around and protect her when there was any danger nearby.

But it was excruciating to see a good woman in pain.

'She is a very kind woman, obviously. It's probably the main reason why Mr. Phoenix Gray loves her so much. But why does she have such a messy family?' the driver wondered. After working for her long enough, the driver gathered enough evidence to support his opinion that Madam Phoenix Gray was a kind woman with so many problems following her.

Unable to maintain his calm longer, the driver finally opened his mouth.

"Madam, you've done your best for that little boy."

Chloe glanced at the seat before her and sighed deeply, "I hope I can do more. He is my nephew. He's a good boy, and he's very close to Mackie." Chloe clutched the chocolate wrapper in her hand as if it was her own heart. "I can't bear seeing him getting beaten by his mentally ill mother."

"Has she always been this crazy?"

"No, I don't know what happened to her. I know she hates me, but she's never been this erratic and uncontrollable before," Chloe replied. "I think this has something to do with Vincent, maybe he said something that led her to have that kind of stupid idea. But there is no way Vincent will marry Chelsea. She is not exactly his type…."

Chloe glanced at the front seat again and said, "I'm sorry that you have to watch that."

"No, it's fine, Madam," the driver said. "Mr. Phoenix Gray dispatch me to be your driver and guard because you have plenty of problematic people trying to get you."

Chloe nodded. Vernon must've expected something like this to happen eventually.

Chloe sighed, "I hope things won't get worse than this. There are so many people recording, the last thing I want to do is to create more problems for Vernon."

"You have a good intention, Madam. If this becomes a problem later, Mr. Phoenix Gray will still forgive you," the driver comforted. He was 100% sure his boss would never be mad at Chloe, especially since Vernon was so whipped for her.

"I know he won't be mad at me, but that makes me feel guiltier than before," Chloe said. She stared at the front seat for a while and then asked, "You should tell me your name by now. I don't know how to call you."

The driver went quiet instantly. He clenched the steering wheel and stared straight at the road. He tried to ignore the question by now because he didn't want to go all personal with Madam Phoenix Gray.

He was too scared that his boss might do something if he dared to be friendly to her.

"Still not going to tell?" Chloe looked bitter. "I feel like an idiot for oversharing about my problem to you. Please forget about what I said just now."

"Miller."

"Excuse me?"

"You can call me Miller, Madam," the driver said. He didn't want to give his first name because he thought it might be too personal. But Miller was his surname, which sounded more formal and appropriate for this occasion.

"Miller, okay then, you can always call me Chloe—but I know you'll still call me Madam anyway."

Chloe was in a better mood after getting his name. She didn't have many friends these days, only Diamond and now Dorothea. So she always treasured a new friend or colleague she gained along the way.

Thus, she started a conversation with her new friend, "So, what does Vernon tell you about me, Miller?"

"…" Miller still had the nervousness whenever Madam Phoenix Gray stroked a conversation with him. Even though Madam was very friendly, he still had to make sure not to get too personal. "He told me to protect you from any harm, Madam. He is very protective of you, and will always inquire about what you're doing daily to make sure that you're always safe."

"Does that mean you'll also report him about what happened today?"

Miller nodded, "I'm sorry, Madam. But it's my job."

"Understandable…" Chloe said. "I just hope things won't get messier after this, I don't want to make him angry."

"You will be okay, Madam. Mr. Phoenix Gray truly loved you," Miller assured. "He never showed so much devotion for a woman. So I think you're the one for him."

Chloe smiled, "I hope so. I wish I could do more for him though. He's been doing everything for me, and all I did is to be a burden for him."

"Your presence is enough for him, Madam," Miller said. He remembered when he was hired by Mr. Phoenix Gray two years ago.

That man was younger than him, but he had such a terrifying aura around him, which signaled that Mr. Phoenix Gray went through a lot.

Chloe kept on getting the same answers from everyone around her. Vernon, Diamond, Dorothea, and now Miller.

All of them said the same thing.

Her presence was enough for Vernon; he didn't need anything else.

But Chloe thought she ought to do more because she didn't want to keep feeling like a burden.

Miller noticed Madam's dwindling mood, so he asked, "Where do you want to go next, Madam? I assume you want to go grocery shopping because your hand has been healed."

"Oh yeah," Chloe finally had something to shift the topic. "Go to Citarella now, I want to do some grocery shopping. Cooking my family a good dinner is the least I could do to make them happy."

"Yes, Madam."