My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Turning into Juliet at the Sight of a Man

As she spoke, Claire Clark had already rushed to the door, raising her arms to wrap them around Damien Vaughn’s arm. But a single, icy glare from him scared her into pulling her hands back.

"Damien?"

"This is your birthday party?"

He expressionlessly swept his gaze over the crowd, his eyes finally landing on Cecelia Archer in the center of the stage.

"How... unique. You’re even signing contracts. I don’t recall you working in the Vaughn Group’s procurement department."

Following Claire Clark’s movements, everyone looked toward the door and saw the imposing, devastatingly handsome Damien Vaughn.

But before they could even ask who he was, his air of utter disdain for the world left them speechless.

That Claire Clark could know such an intimidating man, and even dare to stand beside him? The crowd was impressed.

It wasn’t just the others who were surprised; Vivian Mason was stunned as well.

’My cousin actually knows a man of this caliber? I’m so jealous!’

’And why does this man look so familiar? He looks just like the man Cecelia Archer hired to play her husband last time.’

Claire Clark knew it was wrong to be using the Vaughn Group’s name to sign unauthorized contracts, and she never expected to be caught red-handed by Damien Vaughn.

A flicker of panic crossed her eyes before she scrambled to cover her tracks.

"How could I possibly work for the Vaughn Group? We’re just fooling around; this is just a performance. You’ve seen the woman on stage, haven’t you? She’s my old classmate, the one who runs a street stall. She loves to joke around, but she has no filter and takes things too far. If you don’t like it, I’ll call her down right now."

With that, she yelled loudly at Cecelia Archer.

"Alright, alright, you can come down now. Since you’ve come and shown you care, there’s no need for you to stay. Here, let me give you some cab fare. Hurry up and go home."

Cecelia Archer hadn’t expected Damien Vaughn to show up, either.

She had thought that since he wasn’t invited, running into him next to Claire Clark would be incredibly awkward.

But now that he was really here, it didn’t feel like a big deal.

Tonight, she had already thrown her pride to the wind for all to trample on. What did it matter if one more person was here to witness it, to add to the mockery?

So, she walked up to the two of them with composure.

"You want me to leave? Fine. Sign the contract."

Claire Clark was about to die of anger.

’Can’t she see that Damien is unhappy? And she’s still talking about the contract. This woman must be desperate for money!’

"Cecelia, it was just a joke. If you keep this act up, you’ll be going too far. It’s my birthday today, so I won’t hold it against you. Just leave."

"I know you took a taxi to get here, which must have been hard for you. I’ll transfer you double the fare later. Now hurry up."

As she spoke, she reached out to grab and push Cecelia Archer out, but Cecelia smacked her hand away.

"A joke? Claire Clark, now *that* sounds like a joke. I told you I wasn’t coming, but you begged and pleaded, even sending me a video just to get me here. You told me to have the contract ready, and now you’re telling me it was all a joke?"

"Aren’t you good friends with the President of the Vaughn Group? I guess that was a lie too. How dare you run around swindling people using his name when you don’t even know him?"

Running around swindling people using the name of the Vaughn Group’s president?

Terrified, Claire Clark shot a glance at Damien Vaughn.

Fortunately, his expression remained unchanged.

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