Falling into Her Trap: Don't Cross the Line, Mr. President-Chapter 135: Luna Is the One I Struggled to Win Over
Yasmin Yorke, covered in wounds, was kicked away by Ethan Blackwood, and Claire Shaw felt no sympathy.
"Yasmin, I’ve broken up with Owen Crawford a long time ago. As a woman, you should know how serious it is to damage someone’s reputation. Was it worth it to turn yourself into this for a man I didn’t want?"
Yasmin looked up, meeting Claire’s gaze. It was that same look again, the way she always watched everything indifferently.
Like the moon in the sky, the flower in the water, visible yet unreachable, yet Owen couldn’t let go of her.
"Did you know that every time in bed he would make me dress like you, mimic your voice to call him! Even though you two broke up, he still can’t forget about you. If it wasn’t for sharing your updates with him, he wouldn’t even touch me! But what’s so good about someone like you? Apart from that face, how are you better than me?"
Looking at the distorted woman, Claire’s remark was, "Even more disgusting."
Who would have thought their affair had something to do with her? Even playing roles involving her.
"Yasmin, putting aside appearance, I have never clung to a man for material things. During my time with Owen, economically, we were distinct, but recently, you’ve been flaunting luxurious items. Can you not see the biggest difference between you and me?"
This is why Claire insisted on not having any financial entanglements with Owen back then, even if it meant selling her apartment and working to pay off everything clearly.
So that at this moment, she could stand tall and tell Yasmin, they are different.
"So don’t compare us, it’s dirty."
Originally, Claire thought Yasmin was just jealous and disregarded her. Who knew they were playing such a sordid game in private, just thinking of the image made Claire feel nauseous and unable to look Yasmin in the face.
Yasmin, unable to restrain her anger, countered, "Do you think you are so noble? You only look down on Owen because you’ve latched onto someone more powerful."
Ethan Blackwood tightly wrapped an arm around Claire’s waist, his expression cold: "Are you blind? Didn’t you see Luna is the one I’ve worked hard to latch onto?"
Yasmin: "..."
Gone mad, mad. Have all the men in this world gone mad!
It’s just that Claire’s a bit prettier, yet every man seems bewitched, making her jealousy twist her face.
"Alright Yasmin, if you want to leave here today, then lay out everything you’ve done to me clearly. I need to know what you’ve been up to in private."
Under Finn Pierce’s pressure, Yasmin revealed everything clearly.
She was the one sending flowers, messing with the oxygen tanks undersea, and spreading rumors.
"And the harassment texts were also from you?"
"Yes, I just wanted to teach you a little lesson."
So the truck crashing into the white car was just an accident then? The target wasn’t even herself.
From start to finish, it was all Yasmin’s doing!
Claire’s gaze instantly turned cold hearing her casually mention the word "lesson." She jumped down, grabbing Yasmin by the collar, "A lesson? How can you say that? Mia and I nearly died in the sea. You bribed thugs to ruin my reputation, make my life a living hell."
Claire wasn’t someone to compete with others for anything, usually, she doesn’t mind petty things.
But Yasmin’s every action stabbed at her vital points, and Claire swung a slap across Yasmin’s face sharply.
"Who do you think you are?"
Tears welled up in Yasmin’s eyes, "Claire, I’ve already told you everything, just let me go."
"Impossible. After what you’ve done to me, there’s no way I can pretend nothing happened."
"Then what do you plan to do?"
"An eye for an eye."
Claire let her go, now understanding everything, and left the rest to Finn Pierce.
Ethan Blackwood took Claire away, while Yasmin watched with envy and jealousy as Claire gradually left, knowing her life was about to change completely...
Raindrops hit the umbrella, making a crisp sound.
Claire, silent, leaned against Ethan’s chest, and Ethan felt a twinge of heartache at her low spirit. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
"Luna, if you’re feeling bad, you can tell me."
Claire buried her head in his chest, muffledly, "I just don’t understand how people can be so evil?"
Clearly, she and Yasmin had no grudges, yet Yasmin went to such lengths.
"Do you want to handle it privately or call the police? With Blackwood’s legal team, she could rot in jail, never getting out in this life."
"No police, that man who saved me still hasn’t been identified, those thugs probably died in the factory, reporting it would drag me into a homicide case."
In the dark night, Claire’s black pupils carried a coldness, "Though she should indeed be punished, Owen is no angel either. I originally intended for a clean break."
"What do you plan to do?"
"Expose the truth, let Stella Sutton see his true face; Stella’s not someone to be trifled with; she certainly won’t let Yasmin go."
Thinking about her pierced ear, Claire knew calling the police would take too long and involve her in a cumbersome judicial process due to the return summons related to the thugs, potentially disrupting her upcoming work.
"The Sutton family is holding a music banquet for Stella soon, I heard Master Rhys will also be there."
Thinking of that name brought Claire some discomfort.
If Miranda Shaw hadn’t stopped her, maybe she too would have been a world-renowned violinist by now.
Stella always liked to take everything from her ever since she was a child. Even when Damian Sutton gifted Claire a teddy bear for the only time, Stella found out and deliberately broke it, throwing it into the mud.
That happened when Claire was just six years old.
She wanted to retrieve it, but Stella stepped on her hand, calling her a shameless beggar.
As long as she was around, she wouldn’t let Claire return to The Sutton Family, leaving her with nothing.
So it was entirely normal for Stella to steal Owen as her fiancé.
The Rhys event seemed too coincidental, perhaps from the start, Stella was after Claire, wanting to take everything from her.
Last night Claire received an invitation from Stella for the banquet, likely intending to harshly hit Claire’s self-esteem, just like last time.
The things that Claire could never have, Stella could easily obtain.
But now, Claire is no longer the girl who silently cried in the rain holding a dirty teddy bear.
So many past grievances needed settling.
"I’ll announce her fiancé’s affair at the banquet, hitting her hard in her most dazzling moment, completely tearing off Owen’s mask, revealing his hypocritical nature. Isn’t that interesting?"
Claire curled her red lips, her face adorned with a captivating smile.
"Mr. Blackwood, would you find someone like me terrifying?"
Through the rain, Ethan clasped her hand, his cool lips grazed her hand’s back, "Ms. Shaw, your kindness should indeed show some edge!"
