Chapter 71"What's going on here?" Claire demanded, her voice filled with determination as she confronted him. He turned back to look at her, his surprise evident on his face. He had thought he had dismissed everyone, but here she was, back again. "What are you doing here, Claire?" he demanded, his concerns etched on his features. He couldn't fathom why she had returned, especially after their previous conversation. "I had to see you," she insisted, her eyes burning with a mix of worry and determination. "I know there's something wrong, and I can't just ignore it as if nothing has happened. Is someone trying to poison your mom?" Her demand caught him off guard, and despite the seriousness of the situation, he couldn't help but chuckle lightly."Claire, can you please be straightforward and stop being so blunt?" he asked, his anger seeping into his tone. Frustration filled him as he questioned her motives for continuously returning, only to eventually leave again. But before he coul

The next day, Claire's phone suddenly started ringing, its shrill tone filling the room. Glancing at the screen, she saw her mom's name and number displayed boldly. Initially tempted to ignore the call, she hesitated and ultimately chose to answer. With a swift motion, she clicked on the answer button and brought the device to her ear. As the call connected, her mother's voice resonated through the phone, cutting through the surrounding sounds with a piercing clarity."Claire, where are you? Why haven't you been answering my calls?" Her mother demanded, her voice brimming with strict anger, her words dripping with venom. Claire let out a frustrated groan and finally spoke after a prolonged silence."Can you please calm down, Mom? It's not like I've gone missing. I just made a decision I thought was right.""What decision are you talking about? You know you were supposed to be with Johnson. What has gotten into you?" Her mother demanded, her tone simultaneously menacing and vulnerable.

Chapter 75"It's a deal," he said, with a genuine smile stretching across his face. "When I arrive at the office, our trusted associate will go through all the necessary details and sign the agreement. After that, it will be promptly forwarded to you through mail, ensuring a smooth and efficient process. Rest assured, you won't regret partnering with us.""Thanks so much," he expressed his gratitude, the words tinged with genuine appreciation. With this simple statement, he conveyed his understanding of the effort and commitment that had been put into this partnership, recognizing the value of the other person's contribution."Well, as per your interest, it seems you have come here to personally evaluate our platform. Are you prepared to embark on this journey?" he inquired, his demeanor reflecting his determination to cater to the needs of his client."Absolutely," came the response, laced with a sense of conviction. "I firmly believe that investing in a business necessitates thoroug

"Is this how you flinch," Claire seethed, her voice sharp with anger, "like you could switch so easily, just because he's the grandson of the whatever their freaking name is? I think you have to learn, he's mine and no one dares stop me." Her retort dripped with audacity, fueling the tension in the room. As she walked closer, Claire's eyes blazed with determination, embodying a sense of ownership over her own choices. Without hesitation, she jerked her hand away from her mother's grasp, ready to take control of her own destiny. And in one swift motion, Claire's hand connected with his cheek, the resounding slap echoing through the room, solidifying her defiance.Claire thundered, her voice seething with venom, "don't ever hold my mom in such a manner. Can you please get the fuck off, or do you need another slap from me?" Her words left a sharp edge in the air, a palpable tension that seemed to suffocate the room.He stood there, stunned, aching from the sting of her slap. His voice tr

"I will be there in a few minutes," he let out, his voice filled with urgency and determination. With the call concluded, he wasted no time as he swiftly stepped out of the house and made his way to the garage. With a sense of purpose, he got into his car and drove with speed towards the guy's house.As he reached his destination, he parked his car cautiously in the garage, taking care not to cause any damage. Stepping out, he approached the apartment building with a focused demeanor. Arriving at the door, he clicked on the doorbell, the sound resonating through the air. Within moments, the door swung open, revealing a young man with black, coily, yet groomed hair. His attire exuded professionalism, perfectly aligned with his role."You are welcome, Mr. Ethan," he welcomed him in a meek tone, a hint of humility in his voice as he graciously allowed him to gain full entrance into his villa.Ethan, appreciating the effort put into the exquisite designs, attempted to commend the hard wor