No Strings Attached

Chapter 287

Clara finished buttoning up her crisp white blouse and stepped out of the room, her eyes immediately landing on lan. He sat cross-legged on the plush, oversized couch, deeply engrossed in a game of chess with Grandpa Reed.

lan wore a black turtleneck sweater that hugged his physique just so, paired with impeccably tailored slacks. His posture was upright, and the lines of his lean thighs were impossible to ignore under the soft fabric. The sleeves of his sweater were casually rolled up, revealing the defined contours of his forearms.

His aura was one of refined elegance, so stark against the humble backdrop of the family room that it was jarring.

As Clara approached, Reed called out with a hearty chuckle, "Clara, dear, come give me a hand here. This young man's chess game is no joke - he's beaten me three times already!"

Clara smiled and settled down beside Reed, her gaze shifting to lan with a mock frown. "You could show some mercy to your elders, you know. Ever heard of going easy?"

lan's lips curved in a teasing smile. "Grandpa Reed's the chess champ around here. Pulling punches would be an insult, right?"

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puff up outsiders?

twisting her lips. She wasn't alone; a veritable entourage of

frosty demeanor, making the onlookers at the

Clara's aunt, who dusted off her clothes with a scoff. "We heard Clara snagged herself a catch and came to see for ourselves.

murmurs grew malicious as

what good family would look twice? She must be a gold-digger, hoping to cash in on some

she bagged a rich heir, but he's just

softening

because of my mother and because I'm a girl. My father and I

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