Crash.Julian stood up so violently that his metal chair toppled backward onto the floor."How is that possible?" He clenched his teeth, his voice a deep, gravelly rasp. "Do you think I'm a fool? Are you working together to play some kind of sick joke on me?!""Why would we bother? Mr. Vance, you flatter yourself."Gavin rose to his feet as well. Standing slightly taller than Julian, Gavin looked down at him with an expression of quiet, frigid disdain. "We are getting married next month. And you, Mr. Vance, will certainly not be welcome as a guest."Furthermore, Mr. Vance, I must remind you that Clara is a valued, brilliant executive at the Sterling Group. "She is not some commodity for you to buy, sell, or barter."The two men stood at an absolute deadlock. Julian could tell that Gavin's fierce possessiveness over Clara was completely real.A sudden surge of blinding jealousy burned the rims of his eyes red. He practically roared, "Clara is my fiancée! I never agreed
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