Lost in Mr. Preston's Temptation
Chapter 83 What Authority Do You Have to Say This to Me?

No longer confined, Clara leaned against the wall panting heavily. She felt like someone had punched her in the head, slowly turning her mind into chaos.

Baxter said the scent, before she also seemed to smell it....

Clara pulled the coat to her elbow and clasped it over her shoulders.

She looked up and was about to say something, but momentarily was in a daze when she realized that the man standing in front of her was dressed in a dark gray suit, and the eyes under his lenses radiated coldness.

Why was Steve Lane here?

Clara smelled blood and looked down at the unconscious Baxter. When she saw the blood all over his head, her expression changed.

Seeing Baxter like this, she supposed that Steve must have hit him very hard.

Clara was a little flustered and almost forgot that she had called Donny just now before her phone had been snatched away by Baxter. She was searching in the pocket of her suit for her phone, when she suddenly found a small hard object in her pocket.

She was about to take it out of her pocket when Steve, who had been standing still, suddenly took a step towards her and pulled her wrist.

Clara was caught off guard and was pulled into a half-open guest room by Steve.

Then the door slammed shut.

The two of them hadn't entered the guest room for more than ten seconds, when a man with a black hat slowly came out from the corner of the right corridor, he was about forty years old. The man looked at the room and at Baxter on the ground. He then took out his phone and dialed a number.

"The plan failed."

"Yes." The man listened quietly, responding respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, he hid in a corner of the corridor again.

After entering the room, Steve pressed Clara's hands against the wall, bent over her and stared at her with malicious eyes. "Did you get a marriage certificate with Ethan Preston?" When he had seen Ethan getting into the car with Clara at the city hall that day, he had suspected that they had gotten a certificate and had someone investigate.

This afternoon, he had heard that netizens who worked at EMC had been gossiping that Clara had married again and had guessed that her marriage partner must be Ethan Preston. It turned out that Clara wasn't simply Ethan's female companion.

Clara had just now narrowly avoided being a victim of rape, and she was still reeling from that. Now Steve had pulled her into a room, and pushed her against the wall

The man's smoldering hands made her wrists tremble, "Steve Lane, let me go!"

After gasping for breath, she smelled the faint, inexplicable scent again, and her brain became cloudier, and her struggling lessened a bit.

Clara bit the tip of her tongue to stay awake, "It's none of your business who I married!"

Hearing this, Steve's face darkened, and a huge wave of anger suddenly crashed through him.

He leaned closer to her, his voice was cold and piercing, "So, you admit that you and Ethan Preston are married, right?"

"Steve Lane, let me go!" Clara didn't answer his questions but raised her head and stared at him with cold eyes. "Or I'll call the police!"

Her hair was in a mess, because of the shock before, her little face now was still pale, but she was still as beautiful as always. However, those same beautiful eyes, now looked at him coldly. Steve looked into her beautiful and heartless eyes and felt strangely annoyed.

Even since she was a child, Clara's heart only had him. Even when receiving a bunch of roses, he casually gave, her eyes still had seemed to be filled with stars, and she would want to flaunt his gift to the world.

And now, there was nothing in her eyes.

Perhaps because the guest room was airtight, Steve not only felt annoyed, but also felt a bit hot.

He raised his hand to pull off his tie for air, and adjusted his breathing, "Ethan is powerful in J city. I know what you want to do by marrying him. Clara, divorce him!"

His last words were almost like a command.

Listening to his arrogant request, Clara's brain suddenly became a bit soberer, and she smiled. "Steve, what authority do you have to say this to me?"

After a pause, her eyes were filled with ridicule. "As a murderer?"

"Clara, don't think that you're so smart just because you've studied for a few years!" Steve leaned still closer, his breathing landing on Clara's cheek. "Ethan has a lot of power in J city, but he is still a Preston from the Sweetriver area. With his family, and all the woman he has seen, do you still really think that he will still look at you?"

Obviously, he didn't care about anything before.

However, now knowing Clara was married, and that that man's hand could stroke every inch of her skin, his heart was uncomfortable, and he almost suffocated.

When this woman had come to the precipice, she should have begged him. How dare she beg other men!