A Night of Desire-Chapter 60: Their First Encounter

"Chloe, why didn’t you let me pull out the photos just now? With that evidence, there’s no way that Clara Grant could have been so arrogant!" Ivy Vance, walking behind her, asked cautiously, not quite understanding.

"Are you stupid?" Chloe Grant, who was already fuming, snapped at the question. "Yes, I would’ve exposed Clara Grant if I’d shown them then, but what kind of impression would that have left on Miles? That I’m meddlesome? Or scheming? Miles doesn’t really like me to begin with. You think I should go out of my way to make him hate me?"

"You’ve thought it all through, Chloe," Ivy Vance said, as if a lightbulb had gone off. She then added cleverly, "Don’t worry, Chloe. I’ll find someone to leak the photos. There’s no way it’ll be traced back to us."

Chloe Grant nodded, her anger subsiding a little.

"Chloe, we should get going. Class is about to start," Ivy Vance said.

"Class? Are you kidding me? I’m absolutely furious because of her! You think I’m going to sit in the same room with her for half the day? Am I sick in the head?!"

"Then we..."

Chloe Grant didn’t answer her right away. She just stared fixedly at the retreating figures of the two people in the distance, her narrowed eyes glinting dangerously.

’Hmph, Clara Grant, do you think this means you’ve won? Miles is mine, and no one can take him from me! You’re just a has-been from the Grant family, and you still think you can compete with me!’

’Once these photos are leaked, let’s see how you can keep pretending to be so pure and innocent!’

’Then, in Miles’s eyes, you’ll be nothing but a wicked woman who’s pure on the surface but filthy underneath, and a compulsive liar on top of that!’

’To everyone else, you’ll just be a filthy whore trying to play the saint. I’m going to destroy your image and utterly ruin you!’

Chloe Grant sneered, then turned and started walking toward her car, telling Ivy Vance, "We’re not going. Let’s go shopping!"

...

Clara Grant had never dreamed she could be this close to Miles Quinn. Here she was, giving him a ride across campus! It felt just like a scene out of a romance novel, one of those sweet and innocent campus love stories. How perfect!

Uh, okay, so in most novels it was the guy giving the girl a ride, but that detail did nothing to dampen Clara Grant’s soaring spirits.

「Three years ago, she and he had met by chance.」

That year, she was a senior in high school and had never given a single thought to what kind of college she wanted to apply for, or what she wanted to major in.

He was a college freshman but had already filmed numerous shows and commercials, making him somewhat famous.

It was a weekend, and the rain was torrential. She and Sarah Shelby had gone out shopping, but they hadn’t taken a family car or brought an umbrella.

The two of them took shelter from the rain for a long time, but it showed no signs of stopping. Getting hungry, they decided to make a run for the hot pot restaurant across the street.

Covering her head, Sarah Shelby dashed across first. Clara Grant, however, hesitated for a second and didn’t follow. When she saw Sarah waving at her from the other side of the street, she broke into a run toward her without thinking.

But as luck would have it, a car came speeding from her right, about to hit her. Clara Grant seemed frozen in fear, forgetting to move and just standing there, motionless.

Luckily, the driver had excellent skills and screeched to a halt just inches away from her.

But Clara Grant’s legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Then, the car door opened, and a handsome young man got out. He opened an umbrella, walked over to her, and bent down slightly, his face showing a hint of concern. "Are you all right?"

Clara Grant swore it was the most beautiful, most captivating voice she had ever heard.

In a daze, she first nodded, then shook her head. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The young man, perhaps charmed by her confused state, chuckled and held out a hand to her. "Come on, give me your hand."

And so, still in a daze, she placed her hand in his.

The young man’s eyes swept over her face, then scanned her up and down. When he spoke again, his words were completely unrelated to what had just happened.