Claimed by the Crown Heir novel Chapter 12

"There is no misunderstanding. I saw it with my own eyes." Vanessa's gaze was dead and strikingly clear.

Jeanette's expression grew incredibly complicated. Unsure of how to comfort her, she reached out and squeezed Vanessa's hand sympathetically.

"Vanessa, you are beautiful inside and out. You deserve so much better."

Just as the words left her mouth, Lucas's figure appeared at the entrance of the orphanage.

Seeing him, Jeanette instinctively tugged on Vanessa's hand. Vanessa followed her gaze, her eyes turning instantly frosty.

"Jean, I brought some daily supplies and groceries for the kids."

Lucas's voice was gentle as he directed his assistant to carry several boxes inside. His dark eyes never left Vanessa for a second.

Jeanette shot Vanessa a worried look.

"It's fine, Jean. Go ahead and take care of the boxes."

Jeanette hesitated but ultimately turned and walked away, leaving the two of them facing each other.

Lucas slowly approached her. His tall frame cast a shadow over her, radiating an undeniable sense of dominance.

"Vanessa, last night was my fault. I shouldn't have forced myself on you."

"What is the point of saying that now, when it's already happened?" Vanessa's tone was completely flat.

"I know you only said those things out of anger."

Lucas suddenly reached out and clamped his hand around her wrist. His grip was strong. Vanessa instinctively tried to pull away, but he only tightened his hold. "We both care about each other, and we can't be without one another. I will handle Chloe Quinn. I want tomorrow's wedding to go ahead as planned."

His handsome face wore a deliberately tender expression, as if his aggression from the night before and his years of betrayal were nothing but an insignificant dream.

Staring at his hypocritical mask, Vanessa suddenly let out a low, mocking laugh.

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