No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 90

He also made a concession. "As for your job, just let it go for now. Don't go to my grandfather yourself. We'll talk about it when I get back."

"No need," Claudia replied. "I've already quit."

York's grip on the phone tightened.

After a slight pause, he offered comfort. "Fine. You're my wife; you don't need to work so hard anyway. I'll give you my supplementary card when I get back."

Over the phone, Claudia's voice was flat, emotionless. "We can talk about it when you get back."

Since Claudia didn't refuse, York couldn't help but smile. "Is there any gift you want?"

In three years of marriage, he had offered her his card several times, and she had always refused. It seemed Ann's presence had finally made her feel a sense of crisis, made her start paying attention to his assets.

Claudia sidestepped the question. "My mom is calling me for dinner. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

York said, "Okay," and Claudia ended the call.

Just before four in the afternoon, at the entrance to Capital City International Airport.

Claudia had just finished a call with Gideon when she saw Ann walking straight toward her.

Claudia couldn't help but frown.

Ann, however, was all smiles. "Miss Watkins, I heard you have a flight at four-something. I came specially to see you off."

Claudia offered a perfunctory, "Thanks."

As Ann reached her, the smile on her face faded, replaced by a guarded expression.

Everything and everyone else no longer concerned her.

Ann stood at the entrance, watching Claudia's retreating back, unable to hide the envy in her heart. Claudia was younger, prettier, and had a better figure. Standing next to her, even dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, Ann felt increasingly shabby. Though the Watkins family had gone bankrupt, Claudia had been raised in wealth. The effortless sense of superiority that radiated from her bones was something Ann could never hope to achieve.

The following evening, York returned.

The driver started the car. "Sir, your grandfather has requested that you return to Ferguson Mansion first."

In the back of the black Bentley, York turned his head, his gaze falling on the gift he had bought for Claudia. "Go home first."

He had messaged her before boarding his flight.

By now, she should be home waiting for him.