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?"

antics today had thrown him for a loop, especially

his gaze, murmuring, "Are you really not going to hurt

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

still don't trust

stepped aside without hesitation. "Uncle Nate, lie to me,

it."

terms, addressing each other by first names. Simon rarely called him "uncle." To Simon, Nate was just a

her upstairs!"

fiancée, but here she was, being whisked away right under

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

again, Clara had

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