Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 287

"Where is Mr. Lowell rushing off to? Doesn't he dote on his sister? The competition is about to start—what could possibly be more important than this?"

"I have no idea."

"Do you think he has a girlfriend? Did we completely misread his hint just now?"

The executives whispered among themselves.

Their casual remarks felt like jagged knives stabbing directly into Seraphina's heart.

Seraphina's face turned deathly pale. If it weren't for her thick layer of makeup, she would look entirely pathetic.

She clenched her fists, forcing herself to tear her gaze away from his retreating back. Plastering on a strained smile for the executives, she offered a quick excuse. "Julian has been incredibly busy with work lately. He took time off to support me today, which put him behind schedule. He probably just stepped away for an urgent business call."

"Ah, I see..."

"Yes."

Seraphina maintained her fake smile, her fingernails biting so deeply into her palms they nearly drew blood. "The competition is about to begin. I should head inside and prepare."

"Of course, go right ahead! Good luck!"

Seraphina nodded and turned away, the smile vanishing from her face in an instant.

She had to lock her hands into tight fists just to stop her body from trembling.

Just you wait, Clara!

Today, she was going to destroy her right here on this stage!

Not long after she walked away, a sleek black Maybach rolled to a slow stop.

The window lowered, revealing the sharply defined, stoic face of Dominic Jarrett. He had watched the entire scene play out. His eyes narrowed in deep contemplation.

From the driver's seat, Toby Marsh checked the rearview mirror and said, "Boss, the gown was delivered to Ms. Vance this morning. It's just..."

If that accident hadn't happened years ago, he wouldn't have to be this cautious. He wouldn't have to guard against everything just to steal a glance at her.

He could have stood proudly by her side.

Thankfully, once today was over, he would have time to sit with her properly and show her the video crafted by The Memory Specialists.

"This video is entirely reconstructed from the details you provided regarding Ms. West's past traumas."

"But this is a Pandora's box. Once opened, we have no idea how much she'll remember, or how violently her mind will react."

"If this doesn't work, we'll have to resort to hypnosis. Hypnosis is actually the most foolproof method, but the logistical requirements are strict—Ms. West would have to visit our lab in person... Please consider all this carefully, Mr. Jarrett!"

"..."

That was verbatim what The Memory Specialists had warned him.

Dominic closed his eyes and let out a long, bitter sigh.