Female Novel
Chapter 149
Chapter 149
lan stared at Clara, a mix of frustration and wounded pride etched across his face. “Clara, mywound has split open again. Help me change the bandage, and I’ll get out of your hair,” hepleaded.
Clara had never pegged lan as the clingy type. To her, he was always detached. and aloof, unlessbetween the sheets.
Once upon a time, she was the one doing the chasing. How the tables had turned. Now he was theone acting like a desperate ex.
Biting her lip with irritation, Clara snapped, “There’s a community clinic two blocks down, on theright. Get yourself patched up there.” She shoved his suitcases outside the door, followed briskly bylan himself, and with an emphatic slam, the door closed behind him.
lan stared at his belongings, scattered on the doorstep. The sting of rejection was burning withinhim.
Just then, the door across the hallway creaked open, and out stepped Ryker, leaning nonchalantlyagainst the frame, dressed head–to–toe in effortlessly cool leisurewear. A smirk played on his lips.“Well, well, if it isn’t my invincible cousin. What’s the matter? Ms. Clara kicked you to the curb?”
Already fuming, lan bristled at Ryker’s taunt. With a steely gaze, he retorted, “Your dad called me,Ryker. He wants me to school you in the art of running a business. I wasn’t keen on babysitting, butnow, I’ve decided you’re starting at my office tomorrow.”
Ryker chuckled dismissively. “Why would I want to do that? I’m not sick in the head. Being Clara’sbodyguard is the sweet gig – there’s good company, good food, and she even pays me, not to
mention the threads she picks up for me. Running some stuffy company? No thanks. Whoeverwants that headache is welcome to it. I couldn’t care less about the family empire.”
The Millers were old money in Riddleton, a family with a storied legacy. And Ryker was their soleheir, a rebel who marched to the beat of his own drum, never heeding anyone’s advice. His parentshad hoped a stint in the military would straighten him out, but all it did was add an edge to hisdefiance.
lan’s face soured at Ryker’s careless words. “She’s your cousin–in–law, it’s her
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job to look after you. Don’t mention it. And if you’re ever short on cash, I’ll foot the bill.”
Ryker’s cavalier expression turned to one of shock. “lan, have some shame, will you? Claradumped you ages ago. Cousin–in–law? Get over yourself!”
lan’s lips curled into a smug grin at Ryker’s outrage. He summoned Dawson to collect his luggage.
Meanwhile, Clara, having gathered herself, joined Ryker to head downstairs. In her hurry, shealmost collided with the movers. She quickly apologized and glanced up to see them carrying aleather sofa set – the very one she’d admired last month, intending to place it in lan’s villa. Howquickly times changed, she thought. Her eyes darkened as she slipped into her car.
Settling in, Clara pulled out some documents and began to review them. Today, she wasrepresenting an elderly woman in a case of neglect. The plaintiff, a mother in her seventies, hadsingle–handedly raised three sons only to be abandoned in her twilight years, scraping by on whatshe could salvage from garbage bins.
Clara had stumbled upon this heartbreaking scene on the street and had volunteered to take on themother’s case pro bono. The story had already made the rounds on the internet, with the ungratefulsons lambasting Clara for meddling.
The case had become a social media sensation, drawing the public’s eye. With her sharp wit andcommanding presence, Clara left the sons speechless in court. The judge ultimately proposed a fairsupport plan, thanks to Clara’s efforts. novelbin
Her advocacy made headlines once again, and she found herself in the spotlight, even landing aninterview with a national television network. Her reputation as a champion for the underdog wasonly growing stronger.