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.

and Lucas's network, Desmond's

the news with Clara, Desmond drove to her school to

his car, thanks

cleanliness, like an angel. She ran towards Desmond,

passenger

the back seat, filled with her favorite treats, "Slow down, what if you fall? You're already not in the best health,

the dessert bag, her eyes lighting up at the sight of

my favorite flavor,"

glanced at the time and casually asked, "Did

tried calling Katniss back, but

Katniss doesn't like me much. I try to steer clear

happy and not fight because of me." Clara lowered her head sadly, looking like she blamed herself. Desmond's heart

contract. This means I can join the company and

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

scent filling his senses with just a slight tilt of his

who wore old, faded clothes

her eyes shyly meeting Desmond's, her

was in his arms. Desmond's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes falling on her luscious lips, and he leaned in

met, and his breathing

car's narrow space suddenly felt even more

her arms around

raced, his strong arms tightening

of Katniss. Unable to hold back, she asked someone if they had seen Katniss, only to be told she hadn't come

wasn't answering her phone. Could

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