“Who else could it be?Vanessa told me—it has to be you,jealous and spiteful!”Adrian’s voice dripped with contempt.“Do you realize Vanessa’s being doxxed,harassed online,she can hardly survive?If anything happens to her,I’ll never forgive you.”
Clara almost laughed at the absurdity.
Adrian raged on,panting:
“Where the hell have you been these past days?You had no money on you.I sent people to comb every cheap motel,every bridge,even the shelters.Nowhere.Tell me—where are you?”
Clara pressed her pale lips tight,saying nothing.
Her silence infuriated him.
His tone turned vile,dripping with humiliation:
“Say something!Cat got your tongue?Or is it because you’ve already found yourself a lover?Huh?Another man picked you up,didn’t he?No wonder you’re so bold now.”
From the background came Vanessa’s mocking voice,crystal clear:
“Adrian,do you even need to ask?Of course she did.I told you—she’s no saint.Plays the innocent little angel,but she’s rotten inside.”
“With my years in nightclubs,I know her type.Some rich man must have scooped her up already.Looks pure,but she’s dirty to the bone.Otherwise,where could she possibly be hiding with nothing to her name?”
“Shut up!”