No Strings Attached novel (Sharp and Clara’s)

Chapter 192

At lan's command, Snow ceased his barking but continued to block the path between Anders and Clara.

lan strolled over, crouching to give Snow a scratch behind the ears, his expression apologetic. “Sorry about that Snow's not too keen on any other guys cozying up to its mommy besides me.”

Clara, of course, saw right through him. Her eyes flashed with imitation as she confronted him. “lan, what's your game?”

He raised a brow, those charming, mischieffilled eyes of his holding intense feelings. “Can't you tell? I'm helping Snow win over her mommy."

With a huff, Clara bit back, “Well, let me just spell it out for you — you're barking up the wrong tree because you're not getting that chance from me.”

lan had pulled strings, directed clients to Anders in a faux show of support that was anything but. Only Anders knew the real deal behind lan’s seemingly generous acts.

Finally, the weekend arrived, and Clara dragged Anders to Christy and Rogers’ wedding anniversary bash.

Roger couldn't suppress his grin upon their entrance. He leaned over to whisper to lan, “Looks like Clara's making a statement by bringing him. We've got front row seats to the drama tonight” Chase chimed in, not without malice, “Maybe Clara's always wanted some certain jerk to stand by her side, officially. Shame she waited three years just to be dubbed the sugar baby. If I were her, I'd have ditched him for someone new by now. Anders is a catch- good-looking, talented, and with decent family background. And he's head over heels for Clara. How could she not want him?”

lan managed to keep his composure despite their taunting. He watched as Clara walked over to Christy's side, smiling as she introduced Anders. “Christy, meet Anders.”

Christy said with a smile. “I've heard so much about the charming Mr. Anders. Seeing you now, I can say the rumors don't do you justice.. Quite the match for our Clara.”

After exchanging pleasantries and handing over a congratulatory gift, Clara was already beckoning to Christy's daughter. “Della, come to godmother

Della's giggles filled the air as she reached out to Clara, and Clara's cheeks smeared with bubblegum kisses.

In the midst of this tender moment, lan slipped up behind Clara, his voice clear for all to hear, "Sweetheart, do you want a little brother? Maybe godfather and godmother should get on that.”