The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 61

The raucous noise inside the club abruptly died down.

Jefferson Sterling's face turned livid, a terrifying rage churning in his eyes.

"Are you all out of your minds? Is your brain just filled with this filth?"

The playboys holding their phones went pale. "Mr. Sterling, we were just joking..."

"Joking?" Jefferson stepped forward, grabbing the man's collar with one hand while grabbing a liquor bottle with the other and smashing it against the wall.

Blood ran down the man's forehead as his phone clattered to the floor. The video was still playing, showing a woman with a radiant smile, so stunningly beautiful it was impossible to look away.

He stomped on the phone. "She belongs to me. Do you think she's someone you can joke about?"

Jefferson slammed the door and left.

In the back of the limited-edition Maybach, Jefferson leaned back, tearing at his tie in frustration. The suffocating knot in his chest refused to dissipate.

In the video, every glance and every movement Claire Jenner made replayed in his mind.

She looked so vibrant and intensely alive, yet it wasn't for him.

How could she smile so happily after leaving him?

Jefferson pulled out his phone and dialed Claire's number.

A cold, automated voice answered from the other end.

"The number you have dialed is powered off."

Refusing to give up, Jefferson sent a message, only to be met with a red exclamation mark.

Claire had blocked him? How dare she!

He gripped the phone, an unprecedented sense of losing control spreading through him.

With a predatory gaze, he dialed his assistant's number.

Grandview Heights.

Returning from Westhaven Village, Claire slipped off her clothes, stepped barefoot into the bathroom, and took a quick shower.

The bandage on her arm had gotten wet and needed to be replaced.

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