Clara stood in the elevator with her legs set apart, her arms crossed on her chest, her chin slightly lifted, and a smug smile on her face. Clearly, she was waiting for Lane to chase after her.
After all, it confirmed her suspicions that the man didn't let her take the credit out of pure laziness and lack of care.
And she was… not wrong, not entirely. Lane indeed had his motives… Except that they truly had nothing to do with Clara! It was a show he had put on for Ethan, to conceal his capabilities. It would be a shame if Clara ruined it by revealing the truth, which is why he had chased after her, but…
Now that he looked at her self-satisfied face, he started to think that perhaps it wasn't so bad, even if he were to be exposed. It was just showing that he was good at scouting, nothing else… Even if it was suspicious, it didn't prove anything…
"So?" Clara quirked her brows expectantly. "Finally feel like talking?"
