No Strings Attached

Chapter 101

Dr. Chase, give Dawson a call, will you? It seems like Mr. Hayes has had his fill of me. I doubt he’d want to see me again. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to hang up.”

Chase immediately responded, “Clara, do you really want to cut lan off completely? Staying friends isn’t such a bad idea, you know.”

Clara chuckled awkwardly, “Dr. Chase, as a professional sugar baby, I shouldn’t be hanging onto a benefactor with strings attached, right? I’ve got things to do, so I’ll catch you later.” Her words were crisp and decisive, without any sign of hesitation.

After hanging up, Chase couldn’t help but curse, “You damn fool, you brought this on yourself! If you’d shown Clara a shred of decency, she wouldn’t be cutting you off like this.”

lan felt a sharp pain in his chest, but his face remained impassive, his tone still devoid of any warmth. “That pampered woman can’t handle the real world. When she crashes and burns, she’ll come crawling back.”

Chase’s chest ached with frustration. “Where do you get that confidence from, huh?”

a hopeless case left Chase speechless. He called up a

out–drunk by lan, who was hardly sober himself. As he rested half–drunk on the couch, he heard

eyes open and was greeted by Clara’s pure, fresh face. She was dressed in his favorite black slip dress, her chestnut curls lazily draped over her

emotions lan had been suppressing surged forward. He grabbed her hand, his voice hoarse. “Clara, come back home with me, please?” His

flutter at his passionate gaze. She pretended to be the cool

emotion. He clung to Heidi’s

aloof and arrogant and never spoke so humbly to anyone. Yet, to Clara,

her teeth in frustration, but she quickly came to her senses. It didn’t matter if he mistook her for Clara. As long as she could sleep with

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