Chapter 105 It was the first time she had seen lan since their breakup. She thought sheâd be cool as a cucumber, but when she caught sight of him, her heart still ached like a dull throb of heartburn.
Christy was by her side, her voice tinged with irritation, âRoger, that darn fool tricked me. He said lan never shows up to these things. Thatâs why I told you to come.â
Clara offered a faint smile. âItâs no big deal. We all run in the same circles in Northbridge. It was bound to happen sooner or later.â
âDonât worry, Iâll try to keep you two from mingling.â
No sooner had she spoken than she was tugging Clara to leave. But lanâs chilly voice came from behind them, âMrs. Hicks, were you planning to leave just as I arrived? Am I that unwelcome?â
Christy clenched her teeth in secret annoyance. She turned around, forcing a smile that was polite but strained. âMr. Hayes, what an honor. Forgive us for not greeting you properly.â
lanâs gaze swept over them both, his eyes betraying no emotion. In an indifferent tone, he said, âSince I was not welcomed properly, perhaps you should atone with a drink, Mrs. Hicks.â
Christy knew lan was being deliberate.
She picked up a glass of juice, saying with a forced smile. âCanât drink alcohol. I have a baby to nurse. This will have to do for you.â
She was about to take a sip when lanâs voice, cool and low, stopped her. âNot everyone here is nursing. You could ask someone else to drink on your behalf, to show me youâre truly sorry.â
His gaze fell upon Clara, standing next to Christy. Even the most oblivious could tell lanâs arrow was aimed at someone in particular.
Roger quickly tried to smooth things over. âIf my wife has been rude, Iâll drink in her place. Leave Attorney Clara out of this, will you?â
At that, lanâs gaze darkened,/ââWhat did you say?â
âI said Clara is now a contracted attorney at Anders Law Firm. Sheâs here on my invitation and has business to discuss later.
Show some decency; donât hassle the young lady.â
The unflappable look in lanâs eyes suddenly frosted over. Ianâs cold stare was fixed on Clara, whose face remained composed.
He had thought that by blocking her job prospects, sheâd be left bruised from rejection, remember his kindness, and crawl back to him. But he hadnât expected Clara to abandon her secretarial career entirely to return to 1/2 04.28 law with Anders.
How splendid.
lanâs smile didnât reach his eyes. He stared at Clara with a chilling gaze. âMs. Clara may be an attorney now, but Christy was a mentor in her career. Canât she even drink a glass in her stead?â
Before Roger could interject, Claraâs voice came, serene and detached.
âChristy was preoccupied with me, and thatâs why you feel slighted, Mr. Hayes. Itâs only right that I apologize for her. Mr. Hayes, Iâll drink this on her behalf. Please forgive any offense.â She lifted her glass to lan, tilted her head back, and downed it without hesitation.
lan, watching Clara maintain such a distance, felt a stab in his chest, a prickling pain. His fingers around his own glass turned white with tension. Yet, his lips curled into an attractive arch.
He nodded toward a few executives nearby. âWhen Ms. Clara was my secretary, she could hold her liquor like no other. Serving her juice means youâre not showing much willingness to cooperate, are you?â
With that said, those who had been wary of Clara stepped forward to drink with her. Several rounds later, Clara had lost count of her drinks. So much so that on her way to the restroom, she stumbled into someone.