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.

brotherly bond and Lucas's network, Desmond's preparations

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

found his car, thanks

an angel. She ran towards Desmond, "Desmond! I'm here, did

hopped into the passenger seat, looking at

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 not in the best health, be

bag, her eyes lighting up at the sight

my favorite flavor,"

at the time and casually asked, "Did Katniss call you

Clara, he had tried calling Katniss back, but no

to steer clear of her at

because of me." Clara lowered her head sadly, looking like she blamed herself. Desmond's heart ached, and he held Clara's small hand. "Clara, that's on her, not you. Let's not

big contract. This means I can join

whispering, "Desmond, there's no rush. I'll wait for you, no matter

her scent filling his senses with just

faded clothes and smelled

around him, her eyes shyly meeting

Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes falling on her luscious lips, and he leaned in to kiss

lips met, and his breathing

suddenly felt even

her arms around Desmond's neck,

raced, his strong arms

but there was no sign of Katniss. Unable to hold back, she asked someone if

phone. Could something have

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