Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 99

Clara froze for a moment, her first instinct to snatch it back.

But when she recognized the familiar face of the woman, her outstretched hand stopped dead in mid-air.

"Madam... why are you here?"

Isabella Gates, dressed elegantly in a light purple Song brocade jacket, exuded an air of absolute nobility. She was an existence that stood out sharply from the hospital crowd.

Visibly repulsed by the smell of disinfectants, she delicately covered her nose before giving a faint hum of acknowledgment.

Handing the phone back, she noticed the handprint on Clara's face. She frowned and casually asked.

"What happened to your face? Who hit you?"

Taking the phone back, Clara's eyes darkened. She lowered her gaze and briefly recounted the incident...

"..."

"What?!"

Isabella was a true lady of high society. She absolutely despised such vulgar, street-rat behavior.

"Seraphina and Sylvia are really out of control!"

She paced back and forth in anger.

But realizing something else, she turned to Clara, her tone growing heavy with reproach.

"However, Clara, you need to know your place. A scandal like this absolutely cannot leak out! No matter how angry you are, you must swallow it for now!"

Clara's expression stiffened...

Isabella glanced at her phone and suddenly remembered her main purpose. "Were you about to confess to Julian just now?"

"You were going to tell him about your resignation, weren't you?"

"When I went to the company this morning, I saw an envelope dropped under Julian's desk. When I opened it, I found your resignation letter..."

In fact, it was precisely because of this that she had urgently tracked down Clara's whereabouts and rushed to the hospital.

As she spoke, she signaled her assistant to take out the envelope.

Clara frowned, then relaxed her brow, staring at the envelope in disbelief. A deep, mocking weariness filled her eyes.

Hah...

She had gone through so much trouble.

But in the end, Julian had never even seen her resignation letter.

As a woman, Isabella was perceptive. She could tell Clara was harboring resentment.

And that was not a good thing.

She spoke sternly, "Clara, you promised me that for half a month, you wouldn't give Julian any reason to suspect!"

"But what are you doing now? How could you secretly resign?"

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