Chapter 892

Clara's foot whipped toward Michael's cheek, but Uno's kick went straight for the throat-a move meant to kill.

He looked so innocent, so clueless. Just a few minutes ago, he'd been quietly stuffing his face, like a sweet, naive foodie who'd never seen much of the world.

Who would've guessed a foodie could be such a menace?

Clara shook her head. "Let's go. No killing. We're leaving."

"Okay."

Uno trailed behind her. As they headed for the door, he grabbed two plates of pastries from the side table and asked, "Want some?"

"No. If you like them, eat up."

"Mhm. I really like it here. I want to come back."

Their conversation drifted away on the breeze. If Michael wasn't still sprawled on

the floor, everyone might've thought they'd imagined the whole thing.

A new face, dangerous as hell. An old face, just as ruthless. Was this the real Clara?

Everyone glanced at each other, wide-eyed and speechless.

It wasn't until Clara and Uno were long gone that the room seemed to come alive again.

ever seen Clara fight? Those


anything like it. No

that was just a small part of who she really is. Otherwise, why would

party buzzed with gossip for the rest

home, she couldn't shake

saw them walk in.

froze, Louella suddenly on her

called Charles, but he

against Griffin's orders and now

lashes lowered as her heart twisted with

noticing how

went out to clear his head.

was still eating and couldn't help but tease,

licked the corner of his


that unless it was about food, Uno

deep breath and said

but instead of resting, she stared out the window, mind spinning with the rumors she'd overheard at the

That company meant everything to him. Even if he was barely alive, he'd never let Michael and Lucius act out and turn

belongs to s

everyone was saying Ferguson Corporation was about to collapse.

worked so hard

mentioned Dylan, there was respect—even

just wanted

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