No Strings Attached

Chapter 39

The document was a mess, stained and reeking of something foul.

Ian had a notorious obsession for cleanliness. He would have a fit if this file landed on his desk. It didn’t take a genius to predict the ensuing drama.

Clara’s fingers whitened as she pinched the papers.

Heidl, the pampered heiress of the Campbell clan, had stooped to play assistant at Hayes Corporation. Clara wasn’t born yesterday; she knew exactly what the play was here. She’d even bet her last dollar that this kind of sabotage was going to become a regular

Occurrence.

A dark smirk played on Clara’s lips.

Fifteen minutes ticked by before Clara stepped back into the boardroom, empty–handed. Heidi’s face lit up with smug satisfaction, which vanished as quickly as it appeared. Pretending to be the good Samaritan, she implored, “lan, this contract hiccup might cost us a pretty penny, but I’m sure Ms. Clara’s slip wasn’t intentional. Could you possibly not punish her for my sake? I’ll cover the losses.”

was unreadable.

development on the outskirts. It’s a multi–billion dollar project with a bright future. It’s highly sought after. I could talk to my father and reserve this

his voice devoid

local government and absconded with the funds. They’re re–tendering to find a sucker to fill the hole. I’d rather

the investigative report onto the big screen. The shareholders

response. Was Clara insinuating that the Campbell family would be the fools?

my offer doesn’t appeal to you, Ms. Clara, how do you propose we mitigate the loss of this

Clara, filled with curious anticipation. If Clara played her cards right, showed a little vulnerability, he might

“The contract ended up in a bathroom trash can, not exactly presentable for the boardroom. I’ve