Chapter 284:
Over at the grand Clark family estate, the evening unfolded in stark contrast.
Belinda had already finished her shower. She emerged from the bathroom, her skin glowing, damp tendrils
framing her face.
As Belinda carefully smoothed her skincare products over her face, a thought flickered in her mind. She turned
her gaze toward Lucas, who was deeply immersed in his work at the desk, his fingers dancing over the keyboard.
With a sarcastic smile, she broke the silence, saying, “Harold’s birthday is right around the corner. Mr. Clark,
surely a bit more patience won't hurt, will it? Before you know it, Verena will be yours, and the two of you will
finally be together as a couple.”
Lucas’ gaze shifted, flickering with a mix of emotions as Belinda’s words sank in. His eyes narrowed as he looked
at her back, and with a sly smirk, he shot back, “Then shouldn’t you be keeping your distance from Johnson as
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Belinda let out a soft laugh, her voice light as she replied, “Johnson and | are merely friends. There is nothing
betweenand him. Why would | need to keep my distance from him? We're not exes, and we're not overly
close, either.”
Lucas fell silent for a brief moment, his expression darkening with an emotion he couldn't suppress. A frown
creased his face as his voice dropped to a low, hoarse tone. “Belinda, can’t you see that...”
The words “Johnson has feelings for you” got stuck in his throat.
“See what?” Belinda asked, turning to look at him, her curiosity piqued.
“Nothing.” Lucas exhaled sharply and then added in a firm tone, “Just keep your distance from other men from
now on.”
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Belinda only let out a dismissive laugh, not bothering to respond. After finishing her skincare routine, she headed
straight to bed.
The following day, as soon as Lucas entered his office, his secretary called to inform him that Verena was
downstairs.
After a brief pause to think, he instructed his secretary to let Verena cup.
Five minutes later, a knock echoed through his office. “Cin,” Lucas’ voice was calm.
The door soon opened, and Verena entered the room. “Lucas,” Verena called out softly when she saw him.
Lucas shot Verena a lazy glance, his frown deepening slightly as he noticed her swollen, puffy eyes.
Verena bit her lip and said in a low voice, “I... | only want to clear my name, to prove | am not the other woman.”
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Verena.
In a voice devoid of emotion, he asked, “Clear your name? Are you suggesting my wife is the other woman
here?”
Verena's eyes widened, her panic evident as she quickly shook her head and waved her hands. “No, no! That's
not what | meant! I—I just... | just...”
She stammered for a long tbut couldn’t manage to cup with a proper response.
Lucas remained silent, his piercing eyes narrowing as he studied her. A flicker of disappointment and disdain
crossed his expression, gone almost as quickly as it appeared.
Lucas had observed the shift in Verena’s character as far back as three years ago. But now... she had become
even more contemptible in his eyes.