Chapter 831
But in the midst of their interactions, Clarice felt something she had never felt before-genuine admiration for a person.
Niel held everyone, including himself, to the highest standards. Every action, every decision, he pursued perfection. Clarice understood that to marry him, she would have to be exceptional.
Yet, she was clear-eyed enough to know this was a marriage of convenience. She would not demand what was beyond her place.
And then, just as she thought their relationship was purely transactional, Niel had risked his life for her.
To save her, he sacrificed his ability to have children.
In that moment, Clarice’s decision to marry Niel became truly her own. Not for the Morrison family, not for her career-she realized her feelings for him had long surpassed any desire for wealth or status.
After marriage, Niel treated her even better. For the first time, Clarice let down her guard completely, working for the Morrison family and the Morrison Group without selfish motives.
Yet, betrayal came when she least expected it…
“Clarice.”
The voice, long absent from her life, rang clearly in her ears.
She turned sharply and saw Spence standing there. The years had aged him, and for a moment, she barely recognized him. Yet, his familiar brows and sharp eyes still carried their old edge.
Clarice’s lips twitched as she looked at him silently. Words for catching up never came. Spence guided her through the VIP passage onto the plane.
Once they left Goldmont, the sky vast and open above them, they would finally be free.
But as they stepped onto the jet’s boarding stairs, the wail of police sirens echoed behind them.
Clarice felt a shiver in her chest, yet before fear could take hold, exhaustion washed over her first. She lifted her gaze to the limitless blue sky.
Spence stood in front of her, shielding her, but even he could not anticipate what had happened.
“Sorry, Spence… for dragging you into this.”
Clarice’s voice was calm and resigned. She had anticipated this outcome from the moment she returned to Goldmont. She had lost the gamble. Letting go of obsession might allow a new beginning, but her hatred for Niel would remain with her for life.
When Clarice was brought back to the police station, Khloe was already waiting.
The authorities had collected all evidence of Clarice hiring assassins and attempting to manipulate Ethan to steal corporate secrets from the Morrison family.
This time, Clarice was finished-completely.
Khloe brought a lawyer and requested a private meeting with Clarice.
Clarice greeted Khloe with a faint smile, as if she felt no fear for her fate. There was nothing left to ask; everything had led to this moment, and nothing else mattered.
Khloe remained composed, her voice even softer than before.
“Clarice, do you know why I’m here to see you now?”
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“The victor deserves to enjoy victory. You want to see me suffer,” Clarice replied, her laugh cold, her tone dismissive.
Khloe said nothing, only calm. “Partly. But more than that… you hurt someone very important to me. Even if you die, I would not feel satisfied.”
Clarice rolled her eyes. “Then I suppose I’ve disappointed you. I’m not dead yet. And you will not see me weeping in remorse, begging for forgiveness. That will never happen.”
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