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?"

True enough, Clara's antics today had thrown him for a loop, especially when

"Are you really

such a stunner right there, how could he possibly do nothing? He wanted Clara

trust

Nate, lie to

it."

Simon rarely called him "uncle." To Simon, Nate was just a tag-along, someone who

and instructed the two bodyguards, "Take her upstairs!" When Clara's eyes found

fiancée, but here she was, being

eyes. If she truly wanted nothing to do with Nate, now was the time to ask for his help. If she'd only say the

again, Clara had already turned her

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