Chapter 110 lanâs fingers turned white as he gripped the golf club, veins standing out on the back of his hands like cords. Claraâs words were like a thorn, piercing deep into his chest. He couldnât understand why he was so fixated on Clara, so desperate to hear her voice.
Even when she berated him or when their arguments turned physical, it was a preferable torment compared to this current void where he couldnât see her or touch her.
His gaze darkened, and his voice grew huskier. âClara, with your head always in the clouds, why donât you try writing? Iâm doing this for Andersâ father Trevorâs sake, to throw some business his sonâs wayâitâs got nothing to do with you. Besides, my greatâ
uncle has already dropped hints to Grandma Rose. If I donât step in and help, do you really think sheâd let it slide? Donât flatter yourself thinking this is all for you. Youâre not that irresistible.â
Clara could detect a hint of scorn in his dismissive tone. She knew that the typically cold and ruthless lan, who didnât spare much thought for family ties, always made an exception for Grandma Rose.
Her guard dropped a notch. âWhen would you be available?â she asked.
âNine in the morning, at the golf club I frequent. Donât be late,â he replied curtly.
When Clara arrived at the golf club, lan had just finished a perfect swing. The ball hadnât even landed when Heidi dashed over to see where it would fall. Then, with excitement, she called out, âBrother, you lost, lan got a holeâinâone!â
Edwin strolled over, a smile playing on his lips as he ruffled her hair affectionately. âWhoâs your actual brother here? Why are you so thrilled to see me lose?â
Heidi leaned into her brotherâs shoulder, her voice playful. âIan was once a world champion, brother. Youâre already amazing for keeping up with him. Donât get discouraged, keep at it!â
âAlright, chatterbox, youâre good with words. Take a break while I have a word with lan.â
=ï 8 üà½à½¼ à½à½à½¿ à½à¼ ཧ འï à¿ à½à½¼ Heidi pouted and moved away from the two men, but as she turned around, she spotted Clara standing in the rest area. Her expression, previously warm, turned to ice.
She approached Clara rapidly, eyes cold. âWhat are you doing here?â
Claraâs demeanor remained calm. âBusiness,â she said simply.
Heidi let out a mocking laugh. âTrying to secure a contract with the Hayes Corporation for Anders? Clara, I never realized you could be so shameless. How could lan, a man of such pride, ever want a woman whoâs been played out by others?â
Clara looked at her unflinchingly, a cold smile tugging at her lips. âI may be âplayed out,â but not as much as you?â
âWhat do you mean by that?â
âYou know very well what I mean, Ms. Heidi, donât you? Or would you like me to spill about those messy affairs you had abroad three years ago?â
At these words, Heidi sprang to her feet, fury blazing in her eyes. âYou wouldnât dare!â
âWhether I dare depends on your attitude. Do you think Iâm unaware of who orchestrated my little trip to the rooftop on the anniversary celebration day? Do you really believe I canât uncover who plotted to throw Anders and me together?â
12:21 Chapter 110 Heidi laughed dismissively. âYou have no proof. Even if you told lan, do you think heâd believe you? As long as weâre together, heâll always trust me over you!â
Claraâs eyes flashed with a fierce glint as she faced Heldiâs arrogance, Heidi was right. Between her and Heidi, Ian would never choose her.
Clara couldnât help but let out a cold laugh. âHeidi, that drug was indeed a living hell for me, but I should thank the person who drugged me. If it werenât for that incident, I wouldnât have entered the legal field so quickly.
As Claraâs words hung in the air, an icy voice came from behind. âWhat drug?â