Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 12

How could he possibly love Clara Vance?

He chose not to continue the topic. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Seraphina wearing a South Sea pearl ring on her right hand—the same type as the one he had given Clara that morning.

He raised an eyebrow and changed the subject. "New jewelry? You've taken a liking to South Sea pearls recently?"

Seraphina paused, her fingertips curling involuntarily, and offered an ambiguous reply. "Mhm..."

With this interruption, she didn't bring up the previous topic again.

But her heart remained heavy.

She frowned, looking thoughtfully at the figure fading into the distance out the window.

After a moment of consideration, she took out her phone and sent Clara a message:

[Julian told me to take charge of the Valentine's Day series design. Send the project proposal to me later.]

...

When she saw the message, Clara was already sitting in the car.

Through the words alone, she could imagine just how arrogant and conceited Seraphina felt.

Clara knew well that Seraphina's confidence stemmed from Julian's doting.

It was laughable—she, his actual girlfriend, had never enjoyed such privilege.

Clara gripped her phone tightly. She didn't reply and simply instructed the driver to head to The Sterling Hotel.

Whether Seraphina could even secure a designer's position was still up for debate!

...

Half an hour later, at The Sterling Hotel.

Clara had booked a private dining room in advance. After giving her phone number to the receptionist, a waiter led her to the room.

"Ms. Vance, would you like the food served now or later?"

The waiter poured her a glass of tea and asked politely.

Clara smiled gratefully. "Later, please."

Drawn by her beautiful smile, the waiter's eyes flickered slightly.

"Understood. Please let me know if you need anything."

The waiter left.

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