Chapter 2466
Clara was utterly confident about her sizzling figure and never doubted her allure. In her mind, there were men who hadn’t yet succumbed to her charms, but none who could resist them.
And when it came to the wealthy elite she had met, none could hold a candle to Balfour. With his fortune and those looks, he made the so-called aristocrats of the entertainment industry look like amateurs. They were nothing but posers compared to him.
If Balfour ever decided to grace the silver screen, he would leave no room for any other leading male celebrities. The more Clara thought about it, the more she felt her heart race.
Imagine if she could snag Balfour for herself. She wouldn’t have to worry about her career anymore. Just look at Ivy, who had soared to stardom under Mr. Howard’s wing, starting her own studio with ease, even weathering the storm of online trolls with her head held high-all thanks to Balfour’s influence.
All Clara wanted was the occasional role or commercial alongside a man like him. After all, nobody’s perfect, but what more could she ask for when paired with such an exceptional man?
With a flutter of excitement, she waited for Ivy to leave the lounge before stealthily slipping inside. Balfour, perhaps too exhausted or simply unobservant, didn’t even notice
her entrance.
But just as she was about to make her move, she was interrupted by the blundering entrance of some silly woman, bursting in unannounced.
Clara had felt bold with Balfour’s eyes closed, but now, under his penetrating ga a genuine fear. He was a CEO who had taken his company global at such a you and in his presence, she felt utterly transparent.
felt
“Clara, you think we’re fools?” Balfour sneered.
Before she saw his reaction, Margot thought Clara and Balfour were up to no good i lounge. She was ready to scold them, but upon seeing Balfour’s disgusted expression
she was relieved.
How could she forget his germophobia? Nobody dared to get too close to him except for ivy. Ivy could freely pick food from his plate or offload her unwanted veggies into his.
Now that Clara dared to entertain such thoughts, she was in deep trouble!
JaBalfour’s expression was sour. He could usually sleep peacefully anywhere scented with vy’s presence. Recently, he had been overwhelmed with a major case and had let his juguard down, dozing off in this place. But Clara had gone too far with her unwelcome idadvances, and he was repulsed.
“Clara, my wife spared you once, and you dare come back? Do you think getting that close wasn’t harassment? Well, you’re not getting away this time. I’m calling my lawyer,” he said, his tone void of humor as he reached for his phone.
In a panic, Clara lunged at him, trying to snatch the phone away.
Balfour dodged her like one would a pesky fly, stepping aside with a wide stride.
