Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 179

Julian's phone rang for nearly a minute before Clara finally answered, her voice a flat, "Hello?"

Seeing him actually make the call, Beatrice and Jasper exchanged a look of pure shock.

A dark gleam flashed in Julian's eyes, but his voice was sickeningly warm. "Are you busy, sweetheart? Why don't you come down to The Sovereign Lounge and have some fun? Everyone's here."

Clara froze at his tone. She wasn't a naive girl anymore. She knew exactly what this meant. He wasn't inviting her to enjoy a party; he was calling her in to play his human shield against some other woman.

It was a degrading routine. Whenever there was pain or humiliation to deal with, he pushed her to the front lines. But the glory and affection were always reserved for Seraphina.

Clara gripped her phone in frustration, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

She had no choice but to agree. She was still trapped in his web for now.

"Understood," she replied coldly.

Julian smiled, his foul mood instantly lifting. He dropped his voice into a sultry, intimate register. "Drive safe. I'll be waiting for you."

Sitting beside him, Beatrice felt her pride shatter into a million pieces.

She bit her lip hard.

She was an heiress used to having the world at her feet, especially men. To be publicly sidelined for a penniless nobody like Clara Vance was an absolute humiliation.

What the hell did Julian even see in her?

Jasper was equally dumbfounded. He stared at Julian. "Are you serious, man? Do you actually have feelings for Clara? Tell me this is a joke."

Julian ignored him. He leaned back lazily, spinning his phone on the table with a detached, predatory smirk. His dark eyes gave away nothing.

Jasper exhaled a laugh of relief. *Right. Just a toy to pass the time.*

Not long after, the heavy VIP doors swung open.

Clara stepped inside, instantly paralyzing the room.

Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her radiant, flawless complexion. She looked delicate and breathtaking.

She had kept on the fishtail skirt, removing her heavy coat to reveal a crisp, white silk blouse that hugged her slender, stunning curves perfectly.

She was effortlessly elegant and devastatingly sexy.

Every male gaze in the room magnetically snapped to her.

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