Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 232

Clara didn't understand, taking the teacup with a confused frown.

She watched as Leo flipped open the laptop beside him. He clicked a few times, and a video feed popped up on the screen.

It was the live security footage from the main entrance of The Blossom Bistro.

A few moments later, a familiar Bentley rolled smoothly into the frame.

The door opened. The very same man who had just promised her he was heading to the office stepped out. Right behind him emerged Seraphina Shaw, looking flawless in light makeup and a stunning cream-colored haute couture dress.

After getting out of the car, the two walked into the restaurant together. Their arms were practically brushing against each other. They leaned in to whisper back and forth, looking for all the world like a deeply devoted couple.

Following the hostess, they were led straight toward VIP Room One.

As they walked past Room Two, their voices drifted clearly through the heavy door.

The woman's voice was laced with nerves. "I don't know if Professor Thorne will agree. I'm a little anxious."

The man's voice was warm and comforting. "Don't worry. I'm right here with you."

"..."

Clara felt the floor drop out from under her, all the color instantly draining from her face.

As she listened to the man's tender reassurances in a daze, a sickening realization hit her. This was the exact same gentle tone he had been using with her for the past few days.

He had promised her he wouldn't see Seraphina anymore. He had sworn that he would leave all of Seraphina's affairs to Arthur to handle. She had genuinely believed him.

But the truth? He still couldn't bear to let Seraphina go!

A suffocating wave of humiliation washed over Clara.

Seeing her shattered expression, Leo let out a soft sigh, but he didn't pause the footage. He clicked the mouse again, switching the camera angle.

The next second, the screen displayed a crystal-clear view inside Room One.

Clara's eyelashes trembled violently, her fingers curling into tight fists...

...

Next door, inside Room One.

When Julian escorted Seraphina inside, Marcus Thorne and his assistant, Caleb Foster, were already waiting.

Seeing the two arrive, Caleb offered a polite smile and greeted them.

Marcus merely gave a stiff nod, maintaining his usual aloof demeanor.

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