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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own and puff up outsiders? Your grandson-in-law is

at the doorway eyed lan with disdain, a sneer twisting her lips. She wasn't alone; a veritable entourage of Reed's kin stood behind

chill in the shadow of his frosty demeanor, making the onlookers at the door

to see for ourselves. But all we find is a pretty boy without a

grew malicious as they sized up

twice? She must be a gold-digger, hoping to cash in on some inheritance,"

but he's just a pretty face," another

softening with concern. "They used to treat

I'm a girl. My father and I were

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