The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 221

Claire's eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and she stole a quick glance at Miles from the corner of her eye.

He didn't answer, simply standing up to pour Dr. Thorne another cup of tea.

Moving back to the States for a girl? It definitely wasn't for her. They hadn't even met back then.

It had to be for his unattainable ideal—the one who got away.

Claire kept her head down, quietly picking at the food on her plate.

After lunch, Miles escorted Dr. Thorne directly to the hospital while Claire dropped Mrs. Thorne off at her hotel before heading home.

That evening, Miles returned to Grandview Heights from the hospital.

Claire was sprawled on her stomach across the sofa, intensely focused on her tablet as she sketched with a stylus.

Her legs were kicked up in the air, swaying lazily. The angle of her posture caused the neckline of her nightgown to dip, revealing a tempting glimpse of cleavage.

Miles walked over, grabbed a throw blanket, and draped it securely over her.

"The AC is high. Don't catch a cold."

"You don't need to stress about Quinn Lennox's surgery anymore. Dr. Thorne evaluated her scans, and the success rate is much higher than we originally thought."

"Really?" She sat up instantly, her eyes shining with excitement.

The strap of her nightgown slipped off her shoulder, fully exposing the chaotic, red marks he had left on her skin just hours ago.

She was completely oblivious to how incredibly seductive she looked.

For a man who had waited ten years, his physical reaction to her was almost impossible to suppress.

He quickly averted his eyes and nodded.

Claire suddenly remembered something. "Miles, Finn Zorn is throwing a birthday party today. I want to go say hi. There are a few distribution channels for OCHH Luxury that I need his help setting up."

Finn had actually invited Miles a few days ago, but he had immediately declined.

"I can just make a call and handle the distribution channels for you."

"No, I need to thank him in person. I can't just keep exploiting your connections without doing the groundwork myself."

"Alright. I'll take you."

She slammed her tablet shut. "Thank you, Miles! I'll go get dressed."

Lakeview Isle was home to a hyper-exclusive private club, which Finn Zorn had completely rented out for the night.

The outdoor birthday setup was incredibly chic, boasting a massive BBQ grill station, a gaming lounge, and open bars.

The guest list was tight—maybe thirty or forty elite socialites and executives—keeping the vibe sophisticated but energetic.

Finn was lounging on a massive outdoor sofa with his legs crossed, joking around and making the gorgeous women beside him giggle uncontrollably.

Not far away, Jared Johnston was playing a round of poker with a few guys.

The moment Miles and Claire walked into the venue, Finn and Jared both froze, absolute shock washing over their faces.

Miles actually came to Lakeview Isle?!

They both scrambled out of their seats and rushed over.

Finn sounded genuinely panicked. "Miles, how the hell did you get here?"

Miles's voice was flat. "I took the boat."

"Are you out of your damn mind?!"