Chapter 37
Chapter 37 This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
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Clara woke up the next day and got ready for work, changing into work attire. When Vernon came, he brought her a set of uniform, which included a white shirt, black jacket, black skirt, and a pair of black leather shoes. It was the standard outfit for Colon Group’s administrative staff.
When Clara arrived at Colon Group earlier than expected. She had not eaten, so she bought a piece of bread and milk.
It wasn’t appropriate to eat at the entrance so Clara planned to find a lounge where she could eat. Unexpectedly, Clara bumped into Tamara.
Tamara was dressed exceptionally radiantly. She wore a blue evening gown with a fashionable cape made of ultra–thin cashmere. She had a wide- brimmed high–end lady’s hat in the Same color. Her lips were carefully painted, and her eye makeup was well done. With her head held high, Tamara was quite eye–catching.
Clara didn’t want to see Tamara, but they always crossed paths. Tamara came here to find Walter and Walter wanted Clara to work here but avoid Tamara. How was it possible?
Frowning, Clara moved to avoid Tamara. However, Tamara had noticed her. She screamed, covering her mouth. Her eyes were wide as if she had seen a ghost.
The scream caused everyone to stop and look at them. Clara was stunned. ‘Why is Tamara so terrified? Is there something on my face?” Clara touched her cheek. There was nothing.
Tamara stared at Clara in disbelief, trembling. ‘She was supposed to be dead. How could she be here?‘ Tamara stumbled back, almost falling. She looked around and realized everyone was staring at them.
Tamara pointed at Clara and shouted, “Why won’t you leave me alone?
Scram! I don’t want to see you again.”
Clara frowned even more. Leave her alone? She had only met Tamara several times. “Miss Moss, you can pretend you didn’t see me.”
Tamara was even more shocked. Her jaw dropped. Could the dead talk? Then she realized something was wrong. Everyone could see Clara. Tamara wasn’t hallucinating. The bitch Clara wasn’t dead. Harry had deceived her. Not only had Clara not died, but she dared to work here. Clara must have come to seduce Walter. Tamara breathed in deeply, forcing herself to stay calm. Fortunately, she hadn’t revealed anything just now.
Clara couldn’t be bothered with Tamara. Tamara seemed like a lunatic. Clara headed to the elevator.
“Stop! Why are you here?” Tamara shouted.
Clara ignored her.
Tamara grabbed her. “I’m talking to you! Didn’t you hear me?”
Clara turned. “Sorry, I didn’t catch you. I did hear a bitch barking. What about you?”
Clara wanted to avoid Tamara but it seemed Tamara was determined to cause trouble today.
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