Chapter 164

Clara's POV

I was left alone with Waylen.

Waylen followed with his eyes until Derek was far away before laughing sadistically. He should audition his evil laugh for Disney.

"It turns out the idiot doesn't even remember me. The plot keeps getting thicker, doesn't it?" He answered sarcastically. He picked up his fork, spinning it between his fingers.

"It turns out I was right about everything I said about you. I'm willing to bet almost anything that you are not even pregnant. I bet you used that night to your advantage and faked the whole thing. You are a gold digger, after all." He continued.

"What do you want? You have no shame, do you?" I asked.

"But you, sweetheart. They are a lot worse than I'll ever be. I bet you are lying to the poor man. How do you think that story would look in a tabloid? You might not have much of a reputation to worry about, and maybe it might affect if you'll get your next mark, but he certainly has something to worry about. Imagine what it would do to that