Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world

See? Whether he loves someone or not is so clear. He fears something might happen to Seraphina, but he isn’t afraid of anything happening to Clara.

Clara let out a bitter laugh. By the time she looked back at the phone screen, the call had already ended. She took a deep breath, silently processing her emotions. Once she felt a little better, she left the spot and went back to the room to inform her sister.

”You haven’t even had lunch yet, and you have to leave. Sigh, be careful on your way,” Rosalie urged with concern.

Clara agreed. Before leaving, remembering something, she added, ”I have time these next few days. I’ll pick up Miles.” She didn’t trust leaving the boy with Zane Sutton.

”Okay, if you have time, you go pick him up.”

”Mm.” Clara turned toward the door.

”Clara!” Rosalie suddenly called out to her.

”What’s wrong?” Clara looked back, puzzled.

Rosalie pursed her lips. ”Just now, that man who came to see you... what did he say? About the ring...”

”He didn’t really say much. He’s a business partner of my company. I’m not very familiar with him.”

”I see. Okay.” Rosalie let out a quiet sigh of relief and advised, ”I don’t think he’s a simple person. Keep your distance from him in the future.”

Clara assumed her sister had been intimidated by Dominic’s overwhelming presence today, so she smiled and agreed, ”Okay.” Even if her sister hadn’t said anything, she would consciously keep her distance from Dominic anyway. ”I’m off. Make sure you rest. Call me if you need anything.”

The Velvet Lounge.

On her way, Clara received a message from Julian saying he had arranged for someone to wait for her in the parking lot. So, once she got out of the car, the person led her directly through the club’s back entrance.

”Ms. Vance, Mr. Lowell and Ms. Shaw are in VIP room 102.”

”Alright...” Clara nodded. She walked to the door and pushed it open. At a glance, she saw Julian half-kneeling in front of Seraphina, gently coaxing her. A wave of nausea hit Clara’s chest; it felt awful.

Hearing the noise, Julian turned to look. Carrying a degree of guilt, his tone was quite gentle. ”You’re here...”

Clara’s face was impassive. She didn’t say a word.

Julian pursed his lips and walked toward her.

At that moment, Seraphina suddenly stood up, her voice still laced with a slight sob. ”Sorry, because of me, we have to trouble you again...”

Again... That word didn’t sit well. It was a blatant put-down, making it sound as if Clara was merely her designated scapegoat.

Clara clenched her fists and mocked, ”Seraphina, are you a three-year-old? Is your brain not fully developed yet? You knew coming to a place like this would get you photographed, but you came anyway!”

Hearing this, Seraphina’s face flushed bright red. The humiliation was overwhelmingly suffocating. She glanced at the man. The friends Seraphina had invited also looked over, eager for the drama.

Julian frowned and called Clara’s name. His voice was deep, carrying an unstoppable, heavy pressure that bore down on Clara like a mountain.

Clara’s back stiffened. Not wanting to drag this out, she asked, ”I have other things to do. What do you need me to do?”

Julian didn’t intend to reprimand her; he just didn’t want the bystanders to mock Seraphina and gossip behind her back. He simply said, ”Switch clothes with her, and then come out with me.”

Switch clothes? Clara immediately recalled the scene of him holding Seraphina just moments ago. And now, she was supposed to wear her clothes. Disgusting.

Seraphina gave a silent smirk and took off her coat, handing it over. ”Sorry for the trouble...”

Julian also looked at her. Clara stood frozen on the spot, gritting her teeth. After a long moment, she forced down her revulsion, took the clothes, and went to the adjacent booth to change. She swore to herself that she would repay today’s humiliation a thousand, ten thousand times over!

The moment she stepped inside, the smirk on Seraphina’s lips widened. The friends she had invited began to sneer in low voices.

”Clara is really useless.”

”Isn’t she? Did you see her submissive look just now? It cracked me up!”

”Seraphina is still the best.”

”...”

Seraphina raised an eyebrow, smiling disdainfully. Right at her moment of triumph, the man’s cold voice suddenly cut through, ”What are you talking about?”