Chapter 119 Billionaire's Lies

• Clara paced in her dimly lit apartment, her manicured nails tapping rhythmically against the glass of wine in her hand. Her world was crumbling; her reputation lay in shambles and the career she had fought so hard for was now in ruin.The press conference held by Benedict absolved Sabrina from all accusations and portrayed Clara as a liar. It was simply humiliating. "This isn't over," Clara hissed to herself, her lips curling into a bitter smile.
• "Sabrina might think she's won, but I'll make her pay. I'll make them all pay." She retrieved her phone and started frittering through social media, where anger gave fingers to tremble as there would be pictures of Benedict with Sabrina and Saben in the park. And they looked happy, glowing, as if nothing ever could touch their perfect family. It was sick.
• "They'll regret this," Clara murmured, her voice venomous. She opened a new folder on her laptop titled Justice and began gathering information. Photos, old messages, any scrap of detail she could find about Sabrina, Benedict, and Saben. Clara's mind spun with plans-some convoluted, others more direct-but all centered around one goal: revenge. First, she would observe them better. She would not be able to crush them publicly. She would find out their weaknesses in private. For this, Clara called a private investigator. "I need someone discreet," she said with her voice cold and calculating. "I want to know everything about Sabrina Taylor, her son, and Benedict Thompson. Every move they make."