But Claire quickly regrouped and didn’t let this failure weigh on her mind.
Because she knows all too well how indifferent Nameless, the Lord of the Dark Tower, can be. She believes if she persists, she’ll eventually win his heart.
As for Orion Rivers, Claire never took him seriously; ultimately, he’s just a man, and Nameless becoming the Lord of the Dark Tower may find it novel to play with him, but bring him home? Impossible.
And, in the capacity of Nameless as the Lord of the Dark Tower, he ultimately needs a woman by his side to help manage other matters.
This candidate can only be her, and only her.
Previously, Nameless acted against those elders, disregarding her dignity, all thanks to the meddling of those people.
As a man, few can agree, let alone someone as assertive as Nameless. Thus, Claire deemed it as a warning and vowed she’d never make such a low-level mistake again. This content belongs to novel✶fire.net
But now, her understanding was shattered.
Elias Hawthorne personally brought Orion Rivers back, insisting that this place is Orion Rivers’ residence too.
Is Elias Hawthorne really going to allow a man, and a man like Orion Rivers, to take on the role of master here?
No, Claire doesn’t believe it, nor can she find a way to believe it.
Actually, Raina North is also somewhat incredulous.
She knows Elias Hawthorne’s intentions, but, just like Claire’s disbelief, for now, publicly, she remains a man.
Their private dealings can be overlooked; after all, two men together isn’t extraordinarily shocking, but if it’s this formal, it might attract attention.
Elias Hawthorne, as if noticing nothing, held Raina North’s hand and said, "Miss Lowell has always been a frequent visitor, though I wasn’t aware she would come today. However, I believe once you move in, Miss Lowell will not be so casual."
Elias Hawthorne’s words were direct and blunt, almost a dismissal, giving Claire no face at all.
Claire’s face turned red with embarrassment and grievance, tears swirling in her eyes.
Though Raina North doesn’t particularly like Claire, seeing a beauty saddened to tears does soften her heart somewhat.
This treatment of a girl is indeed too cruel.
Elias Hawthorne could clearly see Raina’s thoughts and looked at Claire again with increased vigilance.
In just a moment, he had lost Raina.
Finally retrieving his wife only to gain over ten rivals, at least those were from the past, which cannot be changed. But no one else can have this chance again, not even a woman.
Raina quickly understood Elias Hawthorne’s intentions and couldn’t help but feel speechless.
Please, no matter how irrational she is, she can’t possibly target Claire, right?
Unfortunately, someone doesn’t believe a word of it.
Seeing Claire still lingering here, he bluntly began the dismissal: "Miss Lowell, if there’s nothing else, we won’t keep you any longer."
At that moment, Raina found Claire’s expression indescribable, worried she might just burst out crying.
However, she did not.
Even as tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes, she did not cry but instead gritted her teeth and said firmly, "I have other matters, Grandpa Coleman invited me for dinner, I’ll be joining him now."
Finishing her words, fearing Elias might push her away again, she hurriedly stepped into the residence.