Chapter 9 - Begging on the White Carpet
As Eleanor was dragged away toward the police cruiser, screaming curses at Clara, Jonathan turned away from Victoria completely.
He scrambled on his hands and knees across the stained white carpet, reaching out toward the hem of Clara’s silver dress.
"Clara, please!" Jonathan wept out loud, his corporate composure shattered into pathetic pieces. "I was blind! My mother manipulated me! I never stopped loving you! Look at our boys... we can be a family again! I’ll cancel the wedding right now!"
Victoria gasped, slapping Jonathan across the face with all her strength. "You pathetic coward! I'm standing right here in my gown!"
Jonathan didn't even look at Victoria. He kept his tear-stained eyes locked on Clara, pleading like a broken man.
"I’ll give you everything, Clara! Half the company! The Malibu estate! Just let me be a father to my sons!"
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Clara looked down at him, her dark eyes devoid of any lingering affection or pity.
👉 Read PART 10 to see Clara's ruthless response to Jonathan's plea!
