No Strings Attached

Chapter 114

lan, my brother’s just spinning tall tales, don’t mind him. We’ve got plans for lunch, so we won’t be joining you, Heidi said with a rush in her voice. The two of them quickly disappeared from sight.

lan watched their retreat, a gnawing suspicion growing within him.

Why was it thei Edwin was in the loop while he was left in the dark? When exactly had Edwin and Clara gotten to know each other?

Suddenly, he recalled the day Clara had gone out of her way to pull Edwin aside when she was donating blood for Heidi. Whatever they had discussed remained a mystery to him.

Fuming over these thoughts, lan scooped up a snowball and hurled it across the field. Just then, Dawson pulled up to give him a lift. One look at lan’s thunderous expression, and Dawson knew there was trouble in paradise with Clara.

“Mr. Hayes, sometimes you gotta sweet–talk the ladies. Sometimes, a meaningful gift does wonders. It beats getting on your knees with a peace offering. Last time my girl was mad, I got her a necklace, and she was all smiles again in no time. I heard there’s this rare treasure up for auction tonight, and they say. whoever gets their hands on it is set for a perfect life. If you win it for Attorney Clara, she’s bound to make up with you.”

slight easing of the storm on lan’s face was visible at Dawson’s words. Images of past gifts he had given Clara danced in his

those words, he couldn’t help but feel aroused all night long. Even

was just playing games, but knowing now that those words came from her heart, an unexplained

seat at the auction,” he said coldly.

auction hall was a beehive of elites and high society, all

treasure.

His eyes fixed on the blood–red ruby necklace, a chill radiating from his gaze. The air around him seemed to drop

media for days, was the ‘Tears of an Angel‘ necklace that his boss had spent a fortune on for Clara during a trip abroad the previous year.

local tycoon for the necklace, finally securing it with

now up for

situation, “Mr. Hayes, this can’t be Attorney Clara’s doing. Remember