After doing all that, she opened the cloud drive and backed up all the chat history, transfer receipts, and design draft transmission records between her and Liam.
Every document is a potential weapon that will later be used against Liam and Vanessa.
The moonlight outside the window shone on her face through the gap in the curtains.
Clara looked at her reflection on her phone screen and slowly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
The game has only just begun.
She will take back everything she has lost with her own hands.
The afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows on the floor. Liam had gone to the office, leaving only Clara and Vanessa in the large house.
Clara was sitting on the sofa, running her fingertips over a Braille version of a design magazine, trying to capture a bit of inspiration from the raised texture.
Footsteps sounded behind her, and Vanessa's voice, though deliberately sweet, couldn't hide the malice in her eyes: "Clara, do you think this necklace is pretty? It's a birthday gift from Liam, a limited edition."
Clara didn't turn around, but simply gave a soft "hmm".