Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 109

Dominic sat in the seat right next to Clara, but he didn't say a word...

Catching his movement out of the corner of her eye, Clara's heart did a little flip.

But then she quickly rationalized it: out of everyone in the class, she was the only one he knew. It made perfect sense for him to sit next to her.

"Mr. Jarrett..." After a moment's hesitation, she turned her head and greeted him politely.

She was still incredibly nervous; the man's sheer presence was simply too overwhelming.

"You're here for the family event with Parker too?"

Dominic gave a stiff nod and a vague hum of acknowledgment, looking entirely unapproachable.

Sure enough, billionaires really were cold and arrogant.

Clara pressed her lips together and awkwardly turned back around...

What she didn't know was that someone had just snapped a photo of them sitting together and sent it to someone far away...

After that, neither of them spoke again.

But the two boys next to them were chatting up a storm.

For his uncle's sake, Parker started pitching an idea to Miles.

"Hey, Miles, let's team up for the competition later! What do you say? Look, I'm stronger, so I can handle the physical stuff, and you're smarter, so you can do the brainy stuff. If we work together, it'll be a breeze! We'll definitely win first place!"

Miles looked down, staying quiet, and then glanced at Clara.

Parker hissed impatiently, stepping directly in his line of sight. "Miles, I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it—this is the first time your aunt has come to an event with you. You definitely want her to see you win, right!"

Those words struck a chord deep in Miles's heart.

This time, he didn't hesitate. He agreed instantly!

And just like that.

Before the games began, the boys ran off to inform the teacher. So when it came time to announce the teams, the teacher paired them up right away!

"Miles and Parker are on a team! Will the parents for these two please find each other."

"Alright, the next team is..."

W-what?

Clara was completely dumbfounded.

Beside her, Dominic remained as stoic as ever, though he caught a glimpse of her distressed little face out of the corner of his eye and paused.

He stood up, his voice effortlessly cool. "Even if you don't like it, there's nothing we can do. The teams are set, so we'll just have to make do."

Clara's heart leaped into her throat as she scrambled to her feet, frantically explaining, "No, Mr. Jarrett, that's not what I meant. You misunderstood..."

Dominic turned his head to look at her.

Suddenly, the distance between them felt dangerously thin.

He was so close he could see the fine peach fuzz on her cheeks and watch her long lashes fluttering nervously like butterfly wings...

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