Raina North was briefly stunned before she reacted. Right, she was now in women’s clothing and had removed the disguise from her face; she no longer looked like Orion Rivers.
Even though her disguise was not perfect or foolproof, it wasn’t something that just anyone could see through. Not everyone was like Corvus Hades.
Thinking of Corvus Hades, Raina couldn’t help but be a little distracted. She hoped that guy could hold strong and not cause trouble for no reason—the matters in The Celestial Alliance were already messy enough.
Claire Lowell knocked on the table. The slightly sticky surface made her quite disdainful. She retrieved a wet wipe from her handbag, wiped her fingers, and then looked arrogantly at Raina North, "I came to see you today, not for anything else, just to remind you that people should stay within their social class. If you’re too greedy, you’ll end up being the one to suffer. Don’t you think?"
Raina snapped out of her daze and looked at Freya Lawrence, "What do I think? I don’t have much to say, to be honest. I don’t quite understand what Miss Lowell means."
"Since you want to play dumb, let me be clear: Nameless is my fiancé. He’s not the man you can covet or lay a finger on. If you’re sensible, stay away from him. Of course, I won’t let you leave empty-handed."
Claire Lowell took out a cheque and placed it in front of Raina.
Raina looked down at the cheque, her fingertips tapping the zeros on it, "One, two, three, four... seven zeros, a million."
Claire felt a bit smug. Such a figure was one that many people couldn’t earn in a lifetime. For a young girl from an ordinary background, seeing such a sum must surely be shocking.
"Yes, it’s a million." Claire’s tone grew even more superior, "As long as you agree to leave Nameless and never appear in front of him again, this large sum will be yours."
"Miss Lowell, that’s really..." Raina struggled for a moment to control her emotions, "generous."
She thought this Miss Lowell either hadn’t touched ground in ages or had watched too many soap operas; otherwise, how could she come up with such a ridiculous sum like a million?
Claire tilted her chin, "Since you’ve taken the money, remember to leave obediently, or next time, I won’t be so easy to talk to."
Hearing the thinly veiled threat in Claire’s words, Raina’s expression grew more playful, "I understand Miss Lowell’s meaning, but I have a question and hope Miss Lowell can clarify it for me. What gives you the qualification or position to make me leave Nameless?"
"Didn’t I already say? I’m Nameless’ fiancée! I get it, Nameless hasn’t mentioned me before. That’s normal; no one constantly brings up their fiancée in front of another woman. But, even if he’s reluctant to talk about me much, I’m still his fiancée." Get full chapters from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
"No, Miss Lowell, you’re mistaken. Nameless has mentioned you many times in front of me."
"Really?" Claire’s eyes lit up instantly, full of anticipation, "What did he say about me?"
"I think you’d better not know."
"Tell me! Speak!" Claire ordered, her tone full of pressure.
"Alright then," Raina assumed a reluctant demeanor, "since Miss Lowell is so eager to know, I won’t hide it. Nameless told me that if one day a woman named Claire Lowell came to me claiming to be his fiancée, I must not believe it because he never had a fiancée."