Chapter 264
“Uncle, I was just trying to talk to Claire p>
Claude attempted to clarify, but Max cut him off, “Haven’t I been teaching you about the manners of the Hilton family lately? This is your Aunt Claire now, she’s already accepted my proposal.” Max was like a child in a tantrum, but it was kind of sweet since he was doing it for me.
“Uncle, I Claude was totally speechless when, just like that, Max snapped his fingers and two bodyguards had already taken Claude away.
“Go kneel at the Hilton family chapel,” Max ordered with a suddenly stern and ruthless expression, a stark contrast to his jealous demeanor moments before.
I forced a smile, aware that noble families had chapels, but I didn’t know the Hilton family’s chapel was used like this.
To settle disputes over love and jealousy, the dominant party would make the subordinate kneel at the chapel.
I looked in Claude’s direction, full of sympathy.
“What? Feeling sorry for him p>
I looked up at Max, tiptoeing to whisper in his ear, “I think you’re being childish p>
Max just laughed, not getting angry.
“He had something up his sleeve, trailing you around,” Max sneered icily.
“And how did you know he was following me?” I challenged, making Max pause before his face showed a hint of panic.
Just as he was about to explain, I tiptoed again, giving him a quick bite on the lip before letting go.
“No need to explain. It’s great, really. Now I can rest easy knowing you’ll always appear when I’m in danger. But right now, I need to see Tracey. You better not follow; she seems to be having a mental breakdown, and I need to make sure if she’s really lost it or just pretending. Too many people might scare her p>
Max didn’t object: “I’ll have the bodyguards follow you from a distance. Let me know immediately if anything happens p>
I nodded.
“Stay away from Claude. His ambitions aren’t small,” he reminded me before leaving.
“I know. He wants more than just the Hilton family; he wants everyone at his feet, including me p>
I understood Claude all too well. Once he set his sights on something, he’d get it by any means necessary, no matter whom he hurt.
Or maybe I should’ve realized sooner that someone like him couldn’t change.
Just as I arrived at the café, pushing the door to enter, a tall man coming out collided with me, dousing me in cold coffee.
I gasped, yet before I could react, the
man handed me a light blue striped handkerchief. Looking up at him, his eyes were sharp despite being hidden behind a mask.
He didn’t apologize, merely holding out the handkerchief.
Taking a deep breath, knowing I’d be meeting Tracey soon and now my clothes were wet and stained with coffee, I dreaded her mockery. Grabbing the handkerchief, a sophisticated rose scent enveloped me.
After a quick clean-up and digging around my car, I found some spare clothes hadn’t needed those for months. I tried to give Kate a call but got no answer.
Scratching my head in frustration, I noticed the coffee man hurrying out from the neighboring clothing store with a bag in hand. He jogged over and handed me the bag of clothes.
He remained silent the whole time.
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“Thank you,” I said, taking the clothes and noticing the bag was well-prepared. I looked up to thank him again, only to find he had already left.