The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 102

Claire maintained her composure on the surface, smiling as she listened to Penelope speak.

Beneath the table, her right foot cautiously moved an inch at a time, feeling around the carpet for her shoe.

Her toes curled. She felt it!

She hooked the heel and was just about to slip it back on without drawing attention.

Suddenly, a large, scorching-hot hand grabbed her slender ankle with pinpoint accuracy.

Claire gasped quietly, her brows knitting together.

She tried to pull her leg back, but his grip was ironclad. She couldn't move an inch.

Every struggle only made his fingers rub deeper and harder against her skin, sending shameful shivers up her leg.

She glanced up, glaring at Miles with indignant fury.

What exactly was he trying to do?

Revenge?! He was absolutely out of his mind!

To pull such a bold, brazen move in front of everyone.

If Nathan or the Rhodes found out, this entire business deal would be dead in the water.

"Claire, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Penelope asked with concern.

"I've had a bit of wine, and I'm feeling a little dizzy..." Claire pressed her lips together. "I'm going to step away to the restroom for a moment."

The second the words left her mouth, Miles released her.

She hooked her shoe, slipped it on, and retreated, her silhouette looking slightly flustered.

Claire practically fled into the restroom.

She cupped cold water and splashed it on her face, desperately trying to pull her sanity back together.

Suddenly, a strong force clamped down on her wrist, yanking her into an adjacent lounge.

Miles's tall frame blocked the doorway, the air pressure in the cramped space dropping to a terrifying low.

"So, Nathan Langford is the boyfriend you dated for years in college?"

Claire froze.

How did he know she had a long-term boyfriend from college?

Except it wasn't Nathan; it was Jefferson Sterling.

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