Chapter 658



The butler fumbled for the right words. “She’s attractive, Miss, but nowhere near your beauty.”

Cara instantly understood the butler’s meaning and typed, “In that case, don’t bother showing me her photos. Make sure she’s dealt with, though. Since she’s pretty, don’t let her go to waste. You know what I mean.”

“We’ll take care of it.”

With a yawn, Cara gave her instructions. “Good. I expect to hear the results tomorrow. I have plans tonight, so don’t disturb me.”

Just after Cara sent the message, Jake entered the room. Dressed in a sharp suit, Jake looked more dashing than ever, his aloofness unmistakable. Yet, to Cara, his icy demeanor only enhanced his allure, sparking her desire to conquer him.

Cara’s eyes lit up with adoration, eager to make Jake her husband and completely smitten with him. However, Jake barely glanced her way upon entering.

Not disheartened, Cara flashed him a sweet smile. “It’s so noisy outside. Would you mind joining us here for some fun and quiet?”

Jake’s tone was somewhat frosty. “Staying here with the same crowd isn’t thrilling. I prefer to immerse myself in the local festivities.”

Cara maintained her composure. “That’s fine. I’ll find you later with Elma. When I locate you, I’ll send Elma back.”

Jake’s patience snapped. His icy eyes locked onto her, and his voice became low and dangerous. “Do you enjoy using Elma to manipulate me?”

Cara blinked, her expression laced with hurt. “If you weren’t so cold and unwilling to talk to me, I wouldn’t have had to do this. If you treated me better, I’d be kinder to Elma.”

In a sudden flash of anger, Jake grabbed Cara’s throat, his grip firm but controlled. “Don’t think you can use being her mother to control me. If you push me to the edge, you’ll regret it!”

Fear flickered in Cara’s eyes, but she held her ground. “I’m not pushing or trying to control you. I only want us to be happy together as a family. If you refuse to let that happen, I have no choice but to use these tactics.”

Jake tightened his grip on Cara’s throat, frustration radiating from him. He couldn’t quite grasp why he felt such intense disdain for her. He even grew irritated by the simple fact that they were standing in the same place.

Normally, Jake wasn’t the type to be easily angered. Although he was cold, he wasn’t unpredictable. However, every time he saw Cara, an unshakable irritation stirred within him. He doubted he had ever been with her, let alone fathered a child before losing his memory.

Jake’s doubts had grown so strong that he secretly took a paternity test with Elma. The results confirmed Elma was his daughter, but it hadn’t lessened his loathing for Cara.

Just then, the door burst open. Clayton walked in, his face a mixture of shock and anger at the sight. He rushed over, breaking Jake’s grip and pulling Cara away. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Are you trying to kill her?” Now in Clayton’s arms and coughing from Jake’s chokehold, Cara still only had eyes for Jake.

“Clayton, don’t blame him. He’ll be upset by your words.”

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