Chapter 100

On the other side of the room, Clara was still struggling. Simon was firmly gripping

her wrist. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake him off.

Simon had this obsessive need; he wouldn't rest until he saw the heartbreak in

Clara's eyes.

"Let go of me!"

In a swift move, Clara kicked him right where it hurt the most.

Simon doubled over instinctively, his face turning as pale as a ghost from the pain. "Clara!"

She backed away a few steps, but instead of making a run for it, she headed straight for the suite where Michael was staying. She couldn't forget why she came here tonight.

Sonya hadn't called her yet, which probably meant things went according to plan.

leaving after she saw Sonya helping a wobbly Michael

Ada from an unknown number, urging

received countless messages like this over the years and usually brushed them off without a second thought. As long as she held the title of Mrs. Ferguson,

was ready to ignore this one too, until a photo popped up in her messages. The woman hugging Michael

he

shook as she called Michael, but Sonya

perfectly fitting her short-sighted persona. "Sorry,

rage took over

upstairs, a haven for

Michael's room, but the staff wouldn't open the door due to strict privacy rules, so

being the center of gossip and was always concerned about her image, but she couldn't care less today. She couldn't stomach the thought of her despised

rooms came out to see what was happening. Many of them were familiar faces from their social circles. Affairs were an

"Sonya! Open the door!"

goal with Michael the night before.

new to Michael, but when he realized it was Sonya, he hurriedly put

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