Chapter 1297:

With careful attention, Cliff helped her adjust her disheveled clothing. A crimson blush crept up to Laney’s ears as she whispered, “I need to change my pants too.”

The dampness had become unbearably uncomfortable.

Darkness flickered in Cliff’s eyes.

“If the top is torn, then…”

Laney’s hand shot up, quickly covering his mouth.

Cliff’s teasing was harmless enough—with family still awake in the house, he was content with playful banter rather than pursuing anything further.

Once he had thoroughly pampered her back to comfort, he asked, “Whose call did you take earlier?” The memory of a man’s voice nagged at him.

“Merrick,” Laney answered simply.

A frown creased Cliff’s features, displeasure evident.

“Why are you still in contact with him?”

friends. Keeping in touch

the situation. But how could I side with him? He brought it

disapproval of Merrick was clearly written across

away from such immature troublemakers,”

nothing but a

a decent

time with

the heart of

“He’s just pretending.”

but determined to stand her ground rather than

the mood, she changed

feel like

like sand through

she returned to performing, while Cliff remained entangled in handling

respective responsibilities, kept them

Laney’s performances. Afterwards, he appeared backstage, his usual vibrancy replaced by an

uncharacteristically down stirred concern in

“What’s wrong?”

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