Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 77

Just as the atmosphere grew tense, a phone ringtone suddenly broke the silence.

Dominic frowned. Clara hurriedly pulled out her phone to check. It was a call from Julian Lowell.

As if the name was a harsh reminder, Dominic's brow furrowed even deeper. The phone kept vibrating. Clara stole a glance at him, thinking he was annoyed. Covering the receiver, she said, "I'm sorry, I need to take this call. I'll take my leave now."

With a slight nod, she walked away, answering the phone with a soft "Hello."

Hearing her gentle voice, Dominic stiffened, standing still like a handsome statue. Only when she was completely out of sight did he move, lowering his dark eyes, taking out a pack of cigarettes, and lighting one up...

He felt he was probably going insane. Caught in an endless cycle of suspecting her and believing in her, it was driving him mad.

...

When Toby Marsh brought Zane Sutton upstairs, he witnessed this exact scene—his usually stoic boss leaning dejectedly against the wall, smoking...

"Mr. Jarrett," Toby hesitated before approaching, wanting to ask what was going on with the ring.

"Toby," Dominic tapped his cigarette ash and spoke first. "Do you think there's such a thing as a perfect coincidence in this world?"

Toby froze, unsure of how to answer.

Dominic curled his lips in a self-deprecating smile, stood up straight, extinguished his cigarette, cast a cold glance at Zane, and walked forward. Toby, not fully understanding what his boss meant or what he intended to do, quickly followed.

Zane, shivering from the cold glare, immediately lowered his head. But at the same time, a reckless, crazy idea bloomed in his mind. Dominic cared so much about that ring, which meant he must have some deep connection to its owner—Clara. If Zane could use this to latch onto him, it would be a golden ticket!

It was just a pity that the real ring had been hidden away by that b*tch, Rosalie. And he couldn't just approach Dominic empty-handed with an unfounded claim. Zane's beady eyes darted around as he began plotting...

...

Meanwhile, Clara found a quiet corner to take the call. "What is it?"

"Clara..." Julian hesitated.

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