No Strings Attached

"Are you seriously not worried about Clara? She's the girl you're into."

"Do you need glasses or something? How did you see me falling for her?"

"If you don't like her, why all the wining and dining? Who'd buy that?"

"Isn't that how you're supposed to take care of a sugar baby?"

That recording instantly snuffed out all the light from Clara's face, exposing her most secretive side for all to see.

The crowd wasn't just any ordinary group. It included the brass and students from Ivywood University, as well as reporters from major media outlets.

media's favorite bone to chew on. As soon as they heard the audio,

Clara, what's the deal with this recording? Have you really

the talk of Ivywood University. Why'd you pass up the chance to study abroad to play secretary to

the Bell family hit hard times, did you choose to be Mr. Hayes' canary to bail

offer an explanation, but she

is over. Please enjoy the rest of the program." He tried to whisk Clara off the stage, but the reporters weren't having any

is what they call poetic

in her triumph, she caught sight of

for Clara. Unapologetically, he plowed through the crowd of journalists, reached Clara, and pulled the trembling woman into his

kissed Clara's forehead tenderly and whispered reassurance, "Don't be scared. I'm right here." The eyes that were soft moments ago turned icy as they met the press corps, sending a chill through the air. Faced with this side of lan, no