No Strings Attached

lan was nothing short of a business prodigy, with an uncanny knack for pinpointing a person's Achilles' heel. Ryker, goaded by lan's words, felt the last of his hesitation vanish. "Let's get that contract signed. Mark my words, I'll surpass you one day."

Upon hearing this, lan's hidden sense of satisfaction gradually surfaced in his eyes. He motioned for someone to bring the contract to Ryker.

After everything was settled, the event coordinator turned to Ryker with a grin, "Mr. Ryker, we've got a major game happening here tomorrow. There are still some loose ends to tie up, so I'm afraid you're in for a long night."

A chill ran down Ryker's spine as he shot lan a frosty glare. "You did this on purpose, just to get close to Clara."

lan tilted his chin up, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Tomorrow's game is a national event. If you don't want to lose to me, you'd better get prepping. As for Clara, I'll make sure she gets home safe."

no match for lan. "If you so much as think about taking advantage of her, I won't let you off the hook."

close to her, and her subtle floral fragrance alone was enough to

Clara, who sat quietly in the passenger seat, gazing absently at the retreating city lights. Her face was the picture of serene grace, with the hint of

beat, and he gripped the steering wheel tighter. He hadn't felt this content

most inopportune time. Edwin's deep, gravelly voice emanated from the phone. "Ian, the person

on the brakes. It took him a few seconds to regain his composure.

was switched at birth.

unravel this truth. He had thought the paternity test with their father would prove that Heidi wasn't the Campbell heiress,

stained with her blood, as a memento. Using her blood, he had conducted a DNA test with