Chapter 69

Katniss, driven by sheer survival instinct, whipped out her phone and dialed a number from her contacts.

Desmond was the first name on her speed dial.

The phone buzzed, and Desmond paused, seeing Katniss's name flash on the screen.

Just as he was about to pick up, Lucas turned around and asked why he was lagging behind.

"Katniss is calling," Desmond said, showing Lucas the screen.

Lucas squinted at the name, "So, she's finally caving in and calling for mercy? Wasn't she all tough, wanting to ditch the Manners family, and now she's back to bugging you?" Desmond might've agreed with Lucas before.

But after their last rough conversation, Desmond wasn't so sure.

Lucas, though, snatched Desmond's phone, hung up, and turned it off.

"If she wants to beg, she better show some real effort. Don't go soft on her!" Lucas patted Desmond's shoulder, "Come on, today's deal is crucial. You've put in so much work, don't let it go to waste."

Lucas added, "Seal this deal, and your grandpa will see you differently. You'll have a say in your marriage with Clara."

Desmond hesitated for a moment, but hearing Clara's name, his expression softened, and he pocketed the phone.

Lucas was right. For his future with Clara, he had to nail this deal.

Katniss's call could wait.

Desmond's

to share the news with Clara, Desmond drove to her school to wait for her

his car,

symbolizing purity and cleanliness, like an angel. She ran

the passenger seat, looking

the gentleman, helped her with the seatbelt and then pulled out a dessert bag from the back seat, filled with her favorite treats, "Slow down, what if you fall? You're already

her eyes lighting up at the sight

my favorite

forget what you like!" Desmond glanced at the time and casually asked,

Clara, he had tried calling Katniss back, but no

head, "No, you know Katniss doesn't like me much. I try to steer clear of her at

fight because of me." Clara lowered her head sadly, looking like she blamed herself. Desmond's heart ached, and he held Clara's small hand.

big contract. This means I can join the company and

herself into Desmond's arms, whispering, "Desmond, there's no rush. I'll wait for you, no matter how long it

senses with just a slight tilt of his

Katniss, who wore old, faded clothes

arms wrapped around him, her

liked for so long was in his arms. Desmond's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes falling on her luscious lips,

lips met, and

car's narrow space suddenly felt even more

boldly wrapped her arms around

raced, his strong arms tightening

there was no sign of Katniss. Unable to hold back, she asked someone if they had seen Katniss, only to be

she wasn't answering her phone.

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