Chapter 7
aloof vibe when she wasn’t smiling in the city, she was definitely one of the top beauties. B
after years of chasing Simon, she’d become a bit of a laughingstock
“A hundred grand for a meat, anyone intere
the tossed out, and the room went dead quiet
Johnni slapped his newer down on the coffee table, looking like he didn’t even recognize his own daughter
DE YOU BACK LO this money–grubbing attitude”
Clara casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes drifting over the four people in the room. “Why should I cook for free? bust
in the kitchen, and yet when Quinn asks what you want to eat, you think she’s the considerate one. If that’s the case, handle it
her
As she tumed to head upstairs. Quinn suddenly burst into tears. “Clara, what do you mean by this? You wanted to cook to make amends Ever since I came back five years ago, you’ve hated me, and always thought I took something from you. Fine, Il move out then
Quinn lowered her head dabbing at her eyes, playing the victim card. Naomi’s heart ached, and Ryan quickly jumped in “Clara, look at the mess you’ve made Why are you always like this?“).
Clara couldn’t care less. She pushed down the knot of frustration in her chest, and forced a smile. “Sure, go ahead and move out. Want
me to pack for you ́s
Dunn seemed shocked by her response, looking even more vulnerable. “I knew it. No matter what I do, you never like me.
“What are you crying for? Did I hit you or yell at you? You and Simon are a perfect pair of jerks. Stay together and leave me alone
Quinn’s tears stopped and she stared at Clara in disbelief. The old Clars would never have fought back like this, or dared to say a harsh word to Simon. Maybe this was for the best. She’d long wanted to wipe that look off Clara’s face. A flicker of jealousy appeared in her
eyes.
“How can you talk about Simon like that…”
Clara couldn’t be bothered with their drama anymore and headed upstairs. Naomi was fuming and followed her. “You’ve crossed the line Do you even hear yourself
She reached for Claras sleeve, but Clara shook her off
Naomi stood there, stunned, taking a moment to process. Clare had always been the obedient one, taking whatever came her way. Just by bit of praise from the family, and her eyes would sparkle
Naomi felt uneasy. “Are you possessed or something?”
Clara made her way upstairs, asked a servant where her room was, and found it. It was a total mess. A plano and other instruments were strewn about. She took a closer look and saw names on everything–come were Quinn’s, others Ryan
Was there senously nowhere else in this huge house to store musical instruments? Did they have to clutter up her room? Did they think her bedroom was a storage closet?
