No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83 

Clara offered a slight smile. Her voice was tinged with an air of resignation. “Mr. Hayes, that was Leonora’s decision, not mine to question.” And truth be told, she didn’t want to question it. 

lan’s gaze lingered on her stoic expression. “Clara, you know the significance of the date l choose to bring to the anniversary gala. Why aren’t you jealous?” 

Her tone remained devoid of any discernible emotion. “Mr. Hayes, a sugar baby doesn’t have the privilege to concern herself with such matters. My role is to be your bed partner, to ensure your pleasure between the sheets. Beyond that, my opinion is neither sought nor needed, right?” 

Her words were delivered with a deceptive softness, yet each syllable struck like a thorn deep into lan’s heart. He wrapped his arms around her, with memories of a jealous Clara flooding his mind. He longed for that version of her, not this compliant, faultless facade she now wore. 

lan gently stroked her hair. “Join me after work to try on the dress.” 

“Mr. Hayes, I’ve already chosen my dress. Perhaps you should accompany Ms. Heidi 

instead.” 

“Clara, your father’s health isn’t the best. Do you really think he won’t suffer a relapse if he 

learns about us?” 

She no longer resisted; lan had found her Achilles‘ heel. “Fine, I’ll go. I have plenty to do, so I’ll take my leave now.” Pushing past lan, she turned and walked away. 

After a busy day, Clara finally finished at six in the evening. She said her goodbyes to her colleagues and headed for the parking lot alone. But as she approached her car, Victoria came running over with a grin. “Clara, Mom’s been waiting. Take me home. I will make your favorite sea bass.” 

Victoria reached for Clara’s hand, but was deftly avoided. “I don’t have a mother. She died 

seven years ago.” 

As Clara attempted to drive away, Victoria threatened her, “Give me two million, or I’ll go to your father.” 

Clara grabbed Victoria by the collar. Her voice was icy with menace. “If you dare target my father, believe me, I won’t hesitate to end you!” 

“Oh! My own daughter disowns me and now wants me dead!” 

Their altercation drew the attention of passing colleagues, and Clara didn’t want anyone to know she had such a mother. She shoved Victoria into the car and sped off. 

Heidi, watching from the shadows, chuckled ominously as the car disappeared.