The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 69

Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights sparkled brilliantly.

Staring at her laptop, Claire's fingers flew across the keyboard as she drafted the blueprint for the Jubilee gift, a massive grin splitting her face.

She grabbed her phone and snapped a quick picture of the mesmerizing skyline.

She uploaded it to her social media feed with the caption: [What kind of star is this? My lifesaver!]

Southside Apartments.

Every single room was desolate and empty.

In the pitch black, a completely intoxicated Jefferson slumped against the sofa.

He had exhausted every dirty trick in the book waiting for Claire to crawl back and beg, but two excruciating days had passed, and she hadn't reached out once.

The specialized notification pinged. Jefferson lunged for his phone, frantically clicking the link to her latest post.

It was just an ordinary picture of the city lights.

He was about to toss the phone away when his eyes snapped to a tiny detail.

He zoomed in violently on the bottom corner of the image. The reflection in the glass clearly showcased the silhouette of a man.

Even blurred and shadowy, there was absolutely zero doubt—it was a man!

Was she living with someone else?

She loved him so desperately, yet she was actually resorting to such a pathetic trick to make him jealous?

Smash!

Every glass on the coffee table was violently hurled across the room.

His eyes burned completely red, his chest heaving as the absolute inferno of rage consumed whatever sanity he had left.

He dialed his assistant's number and forwarded the picture.

"Find her! I want to know exactly where Claire is hiding right now!"

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Two days later, Zimmerman Manor.

The sprawling banquet hall was dripping in absolute luxury, swarming with the city's most elite socialites.

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