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"I'm here." Clara's smile brightened instantly. "And that's all that matters." She hugged his neck and pressed a tender kiss against the corner of his lips before brushing a thumb gently across his cheek. "So don't be angry anymore." Several long seconds slipped by before Jade slowly released the breath he had been holding. The murderous aura radiating from him gradually weakened, not disappearing completely, but fading enough that everyone in the room could breathe a little easier. His fury was still there, buried beneath the surface, but Clara had managed to calm the only person in the room who truly terrified everyone. Satisfied that he had relaxed, even if only a little, Clara finally turned away from him and looked toward Vanessa and Thomas once again. The warmth that had filled her expression disappeared instantly, replaced by an icy calm that made her smile look even more frightening. "So..." she said with a light laugh, folding her arms across her chest. "This was yo
Thomas stood rooted to the spot, his face drained of every trace of color as Clara slowly rose from Jade's lap. For some reason, watching her stand was far more terrifying than watching her fight. A few moments ago, she had been smiling, teasing Jade, acting as though the destruction around them didn't exist. Now, however, every graceful step she took echoed across the deathly silent VIP room. Every step she took seemed unusually loud, causing Olivia, Rachel, and Sophia to instinctively shrink backward on the couch they had crowded together on. Their expensive makeup had long since been ruined by tears, their carefully styled hair was disheveled, and all three girls were trembling so badly that they could barely keep their hands still. Clara stopped directly in front of them, folded her arms across her chest, and smiled. Unfortunately for them, it wasn't a kind smile."I already know," she said softly, almost lazily, "that Thomas and Vanessa aren't going to tell me their little
George burst through the VIP room doors so quickly that they slammed hard against the wall, the loud bang echoing throughout the already devastated room. His breathing was uneven, as though he had rushed all the way upstairs without stopping, and the confidence on his face suggested he believed everything was still proceeding according to plan. However, that confidence lasted for exactly one second. The instant his eyes swept across the room, his entire body froze. One foot remained suspended in midair, his expression stiffened, and the color slowly drained from his face as he stared at the unbelievable sight before him. The room was a complete disaster. Expensive furniture lay overturned across the floor, shattered glass glittered beneath the lights, bottles had rolled into the corners, and four large bodyguards...men he had personally hired because of their intimidating size and strength... were scattered around the room in various states of unconsciousness. One had his f
Clara crossed her arms dramatically before immediately uncrossing them because she was still sitting on Jade's lap, and the position became uncomfortable. Before she could adjust herself properly, Jade moved automatically. One arm wrapped around her waist while the other shifted her slightly, just enough to make her comfortable. The movement was smooth, effortless, and instinctive, like something he'd done a thousand times before. Vanessa was combusting inwardly. The woman watched the interaction with hollow eyes as every second shattered another piece of the fantasy she'd spent months building inside her head. The cold, distant Jade she imagined didn't exist. The indifferent husband she'd convinced herself was trapped in an unhappy marriage didn't exist. The loveless relationship she'd desperately wanted to believe in didn't exist. Instead, she was watching a man who had stormed into a nightclub without hesitation, demolished four trained bodyguards in less than a min
Vanessa's face continued losing color until Clara honestly began wondering whether it was medically possible for a living human being to become that pale without actually turning transparent. The woman already looked shaken before, but now she resembled someone standing on the edge of a cliff, watching the ground beneath her feet crumble away piece by piece. Her lips trembled uncontrollably, and her fingers dug so deeply into the armrests of the chair that her knuckles turned white. Every breath seemed harder than the last, as though the air itself had become too heavy for her lungs. The room fell silent once again, but it wasn't the comfortable kind of silence people enjoyed. It wasn't peaceful, and it certainly wasn't reassuring. It was the silence that appeared right before disaster struck, the silence that warned everyone something unpleasant was about to happen. And judging by the way Vanessa was trembling, she knew exactly what was coming. Slowly, Clara turne
Jade's frown deepened immediately. "What?" Instead of answering, Clara simply smiled wider. That smile alone was enough to make several people in the room nervous. Jade knew that smile. Unfortunately, he knew it very well. It was the smile Clara wore whenever she was about to create chaos and somehow enjoy every second of it. The kind of smile that made reasonable people start preparing emergency exit plans. The kind of smile that usually left destruction in its wake. And judging by the growing sense of dread settling over the room, everyone else seemed to recognize that fact, too. Without giving him any explanation whatsoever, Clara suddenly placed both hands against his chest and pushed him backward toward one of the surviving couches. The movement wasn't forceful. It wasn't even particularly effective. Jade could have resisted without the slightest effort. Yet somehow he found himself taking several steps backward before sitting down. The action startled everyone. Inclu
Then the boy pushed him, not hard, but enough, and a ripple of unease spread through the room. Clara clenched her fists tightly, trying to hold herself back. Emily stepped forward, not impulsively or dramatically, but rather, she placed herself between her brother and the boy, her small frame s
For a long moment, so long it felt as though time itself had slowed to a crawl, stretching thin and fragile like glass on the verge of shattering. The entire room seemed to forget how to breathe, as if an unseen force had reached in. It tightened its grip around every throat at once, not enough
"That's... that's exactly what we've presented," one of them said, forcing a tight, brittle smile that failed to reach his eyes, his voice betraying him with a slight tremor. "Their performance is reflected accurately-" SLAP!!! The interruption was immediate and brutal. He stumbled sideways, n
Back in the living area, Clara finally paused watching as the last of the boxes were carried upstairs. “Be careful with that one,” she said softly. “It’s fragile.” She said one last time. Only God knows how many times she'd said that phrase. “Yes, ma’am.” The workers disappeared, leaving the spac







