Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 322

The man was dressed in a sharp, immaculate suit, looking as if he had just stepped out of a high-stakes boardroom, radiating an intimidating, noble elegance.

Seeing her arrive, he offered a warm smile and stood to greet her. "I wanted to give you a surprise, which is why I asked Ms. Shaw to keep my presence a secret."

Clara's red lips parted slightly, rendering her completely speechless as her heart hammered against her ribs.

She had never expected him to secretly pull strings for her career and then show up just to keep her company.

In the past, he couldn't care less about anything going on in her life.

Beverly watched the big boss dote on someone with such rare patience and chuckled. "Ms. Vance, to be completely honest, it was Mr. Lowell who recommended you for this project. He praised your extraordinary talent and urged us to seriously consider you."

"That prompted us to review your portfolio, and true to Mr. Lowell's word, your work is absolutely phenomenal! If it weren't for him, we would have missed out on a total treasure of a designer!"

Clara looked up in sheer shock, meeting the man's profound gaze. Her pulse accelerated to a frantic rhythm.

She vividly remembered how brutally indifferent he had been regarding her career over the past two years. He had only ever thrown out orders in his capacity as her boss, never once bothering to consider her perspective or scheme for her success.

Yet now, he was actually moving mountains behind the scenes just to pave the way for her.

Clara felt a sudden lump forming in her throat.

Julian chuckled and closed the distance, boldly taking her hand. His thumb lightly caressed the soft skin of her knuckles.

Startled, a flush crept up Clara's cheeks, and her immediate instinct was to pull away.

There was an outsider right here!

But Julian refused to let go. He leaned in close and murmured in a low, husky voice, "I told you, I want everyone to see us together. I won't let you hide in the shadows anymore."

Clara's eyelashes fluttered. It felt as if a rush of scalding heat had struck her heart, wrapping it in such overwhelming warmth that she momentarily forgot to struggle.

Julian smiled, tightening his grip on her hand before finally looking over at Beverly. "My girlfriend is a bit shy, so please excuse us, Ms. Shaw. Let's sit down and talk over there."

Clara's face burned furiously, and she playfully scratched his palm in protest.

Beverly practically choked on the overwhelming display of affection. It was her first time witnessing the big boss spoil a woman so openly. Even Seraphina Shaw hadn't enjoyed a fraction of this kind of indulgence.

"Of course."

The three of them took their seats.

Only then did Julian reluctantly release Clara's hand.

Clara's palms were slightly damp, and a lingering, electric tingle made her heart race wildly. Fighting to suppress her swirling emotions, she forced herself to focus on discussing the project details with Beverly.

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