เข้าสู่ระบบHaving contemplated it, Seraphine directly called Valerie. Clarissa had always loved scheming in the shadows, so Seraphine decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. She intended to scheme against Clarissa from the shadows, ensuring that Clarissa would always be on edge. Clarissa had been vicious enough to try to kill her that night, after all. Valerie answered the phone, saying, "Hey, Seraphine.""I need you to do something for me, Valerie," Seraphine said with a faint smile before confiding her intentions to Valerie.Valerie was thrilled. "You should have taught her a proper lesson long ago, Seraphine! I seriously can't stand her pretentious act! If it weren't for Clifford's constant protection, Greene Group—a minor company at best—would be completely at our mercy!" Valerie was no longer the fresh-faced, innocent young woman who had started out in the business world. She now stood as a formidable business leader after years of rigorous experience in the business world.
The reply came. "Last night, Mr. Johansen left with his assistant and didn't go home. We lost track of them and have no idea where he is now. We've been waiting outside the villa all night and can confirm he never returned."Clarissa's body jolted at the message. Could it be Aria? Her mind instantly shot to the image of Clifford's neck hickeys. It had to be Aria—that bitch must've been seducing him!Her eyes turned frosty.Clifford had never truly moved on from Seraphine. With Aria basically impersonating everything he had once liked about Seraphine, she won his attention.The unattainable always felt the most tempting, and Clifford now regretted losing Seraphine. Clarissa wasn't as warm and comforting as her, and she knew, as a woman, just how much she fell short.Without a second thought, Clarissa called Aria.In the bedroom, Aria's phone buzzed by the pillow. Seeing the incoming number, she reached for it, but Clifford stopped her. He had seen that it was Clarissa calling.Lo
Elliott's grip on the steering wheel nearly slipped. He had the sudden urge to pull Seraphine into his arms. At last, she finally reciprocated his feelings.His handsome face softened, a smile spreading slowly across his lips.In a low and husky voice, he answered, "I'll take you to the places I've been, let you feel the winds that touched me, and walk you through my world so you can truly know me."In truth, what he wanted was to retrace the paths they had once shared.To Seraphine, his words sounded a lot like a confession. Instead of feeling awkward, her heart felt warm and sweet. "Alright. Take me to all those places when you have time.""Tomorrow it is," he replied swiftly."Sounds good to me."That night, Elliott felt like everything was finally falling into place.…Clarissa's drama didn't make it to the media. Only people in the circle knew, but no one dared to talk about it. It wasn't until the morning headlines were free of her name that Clifford finally felt at ease
Seraphine couldn't help but feel the force in his presence—that quiet authority in his voice that didn't leave room for argument. Her body tensed a little.She didn't understand why Elliott kept helping her. Ever since the night he had saved her in the underground garage, there had been some kind of connection between them.There was always a hint of sadness in his eyes when he looked at her, like she had done something to hurt him. She couldn't shake that feeling.After a pause, she answered earnestly, "Eli, I just don't want you to get dragged into this. It's my problem, and I can handle it."She believed she could.Her voice was soft and gentle, not flat or sharp. There was a warmth in it, a kind of quiet concern that wrapped around him like a cardigan.Seraphine could tell Elliott wasn't someone who talked much. He always spoke in short, careful words, but with her, he was patient and talkative. She was smart enough to notice that.He understood that she didn't want him to g
In the video, Jason was so beaten up that he could barely stand upright on his feet. Instantly, she turned toward the man driving beside her—Elliott. Did he help her again?She decided not to probe, considering he didn't let on to anything. He had stepped in for her more times than she could count, and she remembered each one.Of course, she wasn't worried about Jason's revenge. He was all bark and no bite, and his family wasn't nearly as powerful as the Johansens.Due to his young age, he was desperate to compete with Clifford, greedy for credit and shortcuts. Clarissa knew that, and that was why she had pulled him into her schemes.Once she settled everything with Clifford, she would start looking into Andrea's poisoning. She had a feeling that things weren't as simple as they seemed.In her mind, Andrea's poisoning hadn't been an accident but a deliberate conspiracy.She could still recall the way Andrea had looked at her back then, as if there was something she wanted to say
A wave of injustice washed over Jason when he heard Clifford's voice. He staggered toward him, leaning against the wall for support. His body was in so much pain that he had to close his eyes just to steady his breathing.The journey from the parking lot wasn't far, but every step had felt like walking through hell for him. Whoever did it hadn't broken any bones, but the bruises ran deep, dark, and tender to the touch.The scene was all too familiar for Clifford. He froze, hands tightening on his sides. He was already tense, to begin with, but the sight of Jason's swollen, bruised face reminded him of himself not too long ago.Both of them had experienced the same fate, only that Clifford had covered his marks with a thin layer of concealer.When Jason finally caught his breath, he slowly spoke through the pain and humiliation, "You've got to help me this time, Cliff. I got jumped—all because of Seraphine! I'm in so much pain right now!"He was, at least, smart enough to know how







