Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 10

Clara's eyes, however, dimmed without the slightest hint of being moved. "Okay, I got it. You may leave." "Please remember to wear it later." Arthur smiled. Before leaving, he remembered something and couldn't help but turn back and say, "Actually, Mr. Lowell..." "Arthur," Clara looked up, her tone cold, "I'm busy." Hearing this, Arthur couldn't say anything more and withdrew his gaze with regret. However, his eyes paused slightly when they landed on the design drawing displayed on the tablet on her desk. Was this drawing made by Clara? It was drawn so well. But he clearly remembered that Clara couldn't draw. With a deep frown and heavy thoughts, Arthur left the office. He wondered, did Mr. Lowell know about this? ... The door clicked shut gently. The gentle expression Clara had maintained sank as well. She pulled out her phone, took a picture of the white South Sea pearl, and sent it to the second-hand luxury shop owner, asking him to sell it. The owner was astonished: [Ms. Vance, if I'm not mistaken, this pearl is a rarity. A single one is worth six figures! Are you just going to sell it like this?] In the past, Clara would definitely treat anything Julian gave her like a treasure to be enshrined. But now, she didn't care for it anymore. She only knew that the human heart was unpredictable. Only money was real—it wouldn't lie and it wouldn't hurt people. Clara: [Sell it!] The owner sighed and reminded her: [Your husband bought this South Sea pearl for you, right? What if he finds out later? How are you going to explain it?] Clara paused, not thinking it was a big deal. For one, Julian never paid attention to her personal life. And secondly... So what if he found out? She was leaving soon anyway. Clara: [It's fine.] After sending the message. A new WeChat Moment posted by Sera happened to pop up, and she accidentally tapped it. At a glance, she saw a glaring line of text: [The man who will always pamper and love me.] It was accompanied by a photo. In it, on the woman's slender, pale finger, a brilliantly white South Sea pearl stood out strikingly. Paired with the warm winter sun, the ambiance was off the charts. Clara stared at that massive pearl, then glanced at the small pearl in the velvet box. The blue veins at the corners of her eyes twitched violently. Anyone with eyes could tell. Sera's South Sea pearl was much larger than hers. Who was the one Julian truly held in his heart? Who was the one Julian was just dealing with? It was obvious at a glance. Clara involuntarily gripped her phone tighter. For the first time, she couldn't suppress her anger. She directly messaged the butler at the old manor: [What time is Isabella coming back tomorrow?] Since they provoked her. She would retaliate. The butler replied quickly: [Her flight is in the afternoon, she should arrive in Capital City around 6 PM.] Clara thought for a moment: [Okay, I'll go pick her up then.] After sending the message. Clara directly took a screenshot of Sera's post to use as evidence, intending to show it to Isabella when she picked her up tomorrow afternoon. After doing all this, the tightness in her chest finally eased a bit. She let out a deep breath, put down her phone, and picked up the tablet to continue modifying the details of her design. At a glance, she noticed the tablet screen was actually on, and her head buzzed. She clearly remembered turning it off! Her heart racing, she held the tablet and looked toward the door. Did Arthur see it just now? If he saw it... what would she do if he told Julian... Clara closed her eyes in frustration, gripping the tablet tightly, her heart in turmoil. It took a long while before she composed herself and flipped open the project proposal to review for the upcoming meeting. She thought, if Julian finds out, so be it. She had a clear conscience and wasn't afraid to tear things open and have it out with him! The things he had hidden were far more numerous than hers.