Shattered Rose He Held On Tight novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Claudia Keeps Score

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The remaining people in the living room suddenly became lively. Clarissa and Khloe even took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Claudia.

Just recently at the auction, the mother–daughter duo had looked at her and Sterling like they were sworn enemies, thanks to Blaine.

Clearly, when it came to personal gain, people could be surprisingly flexible.

From beginning to end, no one paid any attention to Waylon and Fiona, as if they didn’t even exist.

The two of them sat alone in a corner, tense, whispering about something. Occasionally, their exchange looked like it might be turning into a quiet argument.

Fiona looked utterly drained, and in the end, she seemed to be convinced of something.

They slipped into a calmer conversation after that.

Claudia could tell Fiona’s mind wasn’t fully in it, she could feel her eyes drifting over every now and then, curious but not hostile.

Claudia had no interest in joining the Romeros‘ well–practiced little game of social exclusion.

In fact, it kind of made her sick. It reminded her too much of the kind of environment Sterling might’ve grown up in.

Now he was the one being fawned over, treated like royalty, but what kind of silent abuse had he endured back when no one gave a damn?

Still, she wasn’t about to play the saint just because she couldn’t stand the others. She had no intention of helping Waylon and Fiona. After all, the moment they saw Sterling again, they tried to set him up.

Claudia held grudges.

If she had time to waste on them, she’d rather spend it worrying about her own little wounded soul.

Thinking of that, she shot a nasty glare at Quinton and Winnie, who were sitting with Macy, chatting like they didn’t have a care in the world.

It was all their fault, those two useless excuses for a father and a wicked stepmother.

Why was it Isabella who died, and not them?

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Chapter 162 Claudia Keeps Score

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The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She wondered if she should find some excuse to lose her temper and beat someone up.

It’s not like it’d be the first time she’d been accused of being rude and disrespectful.

As if sensing her agitation, Sterling suddenly pulled the sulking Claudia to her feet.

“Hm?” She looked at him in confusion.

Sterling patted her head. “Didn’t you say you didn’t like it here? I’ll take you to the Bamboo Garden to change and get some rest.”

“But I didn’t bring any clothes.”

It was pouring outside, cars barely moved in that kind of rain. No way she’d ask someone to deliver clothes in this weather.

She didn’t like the Romeros and didn’t want to wear anything of theirs.

New clothes weren’t any better.

“Forget it. My clothes aren’t wet. No need to change.” She shook her head.

Sterling chuckled softly. “Relax. They’re not someone else’s.”

Seeing her questioning look, he reached out and gently pinched her soft earlobe, calm as ever. “Just in case, I stocked every one of my places with new clothes for you.”

A huge smile instantly spread across Claudia’s face, and with a loud smooch, she planted a kiss on his cheek.

Ever since that night of drinking and dancing, she’d gotten more and more comfortable rewarding him like this.

Sterling’s lips curled into a small smile too, softening some of that coldness he’d been carrying since they arrived at the Romero Manor.

Watching the sweet couple walk off hand in hand, Winnie sneered, “So rude.”

They’d been back home all this time and hadn’t even bothered to say hello to her or his father.

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