Chapter 88

He glanced up and noticed it was Simon approaching.

Simon wore a puzzled look. "Uncle Nate, what's going on?"

Nate gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "You don't even like Clara, remember? You told Colton and me before-she's fair game."

Those were just drunken ramblings, and Simon never thought Nate would take them to heart.

Simon's hands balled into fists. Even if Clara wasn't his favorite person, this felt wrong!

Then Nate leaned in, whispering, "Simon, I'm not gonna do anything to her. If you fancy playing the hero, swing by the room in an hour. Haven't you noticed how distant Clara's been with you lately?"

had thrown him for

his gaze, murmuring, "Are you really not going

there, how could he possibly do nothing? He wanted

don't trust me?

stepped aside without hesitation. "Uncle Nate, lie to me, and you'll

it."

chum terms, addressing each other by first names. Simon rarely called him "uncle." To Simon, Nate was just a tag-along, someone who wouldn't dare cross

two bodyguards, "Take her upstairs!" When Clara's eyes found Simon's, he felt

but here she was, being whisked

she truly wanted nothing to do with

glanced over again, Clara had already turned her gaze away, cold and

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