Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man! Chapter 90: Thea Tate Chats with Clara Sterling

"Clara, you look really good today." The mont Clara arrived at her desk, Lisa Holloway greeted her with a smile, "It feels like there’s sothing different about you."

"Really?" Clara pursed her lips and smiled.

Anabelle Spencer also arrived at her desk and, upon hearing Lisa’s words, turned to look at Clara.

Clara’s complexion was rosy, and her lips were a vibrant red as if she had been well-nourished.

"Clara, do you have a boyfriend?" Anabelle suddenly asked.

Before Clara could speak, Lisa chipped in rrily, "She’s single. Why, do you want to introduce her to soone?"

Just then, Julian Hawthorne walked over.

His office was inside, so he had to pass through the assistants’ area.

The man was dressed in a light gray suit without a wrinkle, his deanor gentle and smiling, as refined and elegant as ever.

"Introducing a boyfriend?" Julian joked.

Julian was always kind and approachable to his subordinates.

Lisa laughed and responded, "Yes, President Hawthorne, do you have anyone in mind?"

Clara quickly covered Lisa’s mouth and gave an awkward smile, "President Hawthorne, she’s joking, please don’t take it seriously."

Julian’s lips curled into a light smile. He was already handso, and the smile made him even more attractive.

Lisa was completely captivated.

Julian said, "I do have a suitable candidate."

Clara blushed in embarrassnt, "President Hawthorne, please stop teasing ."

Julian chuckled and said nothing more, heading into his office.

After Julian left, Clara released Lisa, "Lisa, please don’t tease anymore."

"Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore, I know you’re thin-skinned."

Anabelle asked, "Clara, are you ready for the business trip tomorrow?"

Clara Sterling nodded, "Yes, I’m prepared."

At that mont, a short-haired woman in a black suit approached.

"Who’s Clara Sterling?"

Clara raised her hand slightly, "That’s ."

The woman looked at her, "I’m President Tate’s assistant, she wants to see you."

Thea Tate wanted to see her?

Clara replied, "Oh, okay."

She got up and followed the woman out of the office area.

Thea Tate’s office was on the twenty-ninth floor.

In the elevator, Clara asked, "May I ask why President Tate wants to see ?"

The woman looked indifferent, "I don’t know either."

Clara Sterling said, "Okay, thank you."

Upon reaching the twenty-ninth floor, the assistant led Clara to Thea’s office door and knocked.

A female voice ca from inside, "Co in."

The assistant opened the door, "President Tate, Clara Sterling is here."

Thea raised her head from the computer screen and looked over, eting Clara’s gaze, "Co in."

Clara entered the office. The assistant, having brought her in, turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Thea wore a blue chiffon long-sleeved blouse paired with a cream-colored skirt, leaning back in a black office chair, her long hair draped over her shoulders, looking intellectual and elegant.

After many years, Clara saw Thea again, and the first image that popped into her head was from Sophie’s birthday party when Thea and Silas Sheffield stood together, appearing as if a match made in heaven.

Over the years, Thea had beco even more beautiful, with the youthful innocence gone, replaced by the allure of a mature woman.

Clara smiled politely, "President Tate, you wanted to see ."

Thea smiled, "Why so formal with ’President Tate’? Just call Thea. So, you’re Clara. Silas has ntioned you."

Clara was slightly taken aback.

She didn’t expect Thea to be so friendly.

She thought Thea wanted to give her a hard ti.

It seed she had wrongfully assud the worst in people.

Clara bit her lips in embarrassnt, "Thea, why did you want to see ?"

"Just to chat."

Thea stood up and walked to the lounge area, gesturing for Clara to sit, "Have a seat."

There was a coffee table in front of the sofa in the lounge area.

On it were exquisite tea sets and tea leaves.

Thea pressed the button to boil water, "Clara, don’t be a stranger with . I just wanted to see you today. I heard you didn’t show up at Crestwood’s old house last ti, and I was curious."

Clara sat down on the sofa.

Thea’s gaze toward Clara was gentle and smiling, without any malice.

"When Silas told he got married, I was really surprised. He never ntioned dating anyone before, and suddenly he was married. It was truly unexpected."

Clara was still a bit stunned. What did Thea an by this?

They were virtually strangers, yet Thea was imdiately addressing her as Clara and telling her to call her "Thea."

Clara wasn’t used to such warmth and affection from soone she hardly knew.

She didn’t even know how to continue the conversation.

Thea asked again, "Clara, when did you and Silas start dating?"

"We..." Clara bit her lips, "We never dated."

She wasn’t good at lying, so she decided to tell the truth.

Thea was taken aback, "Never dated? Then how did you two get married?"

As far as she knew, Clara’s family background was quite ordinary, not the sa class as Silas.

If it weren’t for Sophie, Clara would’ve probably never t Silas in her lifeti.

She assud Clara was introduced to Silas by Sophie, leading to their romance and eventual marriage certificate.

To hear Clara say they never dated?

Clara pondered for a mont, then replied, "We could say we fell in love after getting married."

Thea slightly furrowed her eyebrows.

So, Clara and Silas were genuinely in love now.

Recalling Silas’s attitude at Crestwood’s old house last ti, it was evident he truly cared for Clara.

A flicker of doubt crossed Thea’s eyes, "Love after marriage? With no foundation, how did you two get married?"

Silas was soone who was cold and distant to everyone.

Back then, she gathered the courage to confess her feelings and was rejected, pursued him for a long ti, tried every thod, yet couldn’t warm his heart.

Throughout their four years at university, Silas never dated anyone.

On the night of graduation, she drank a lot, pretended to be drunk, and gathered the courage to kiss Silas.

But Silas firmly pushed her away.

She could never forget the look in Silas’s eyes that night.

Chilling to the bone, filled with gloom and anger, and undisguised disgust.

That look beca a lingering nightmare for her for a long ti.

After graduation, Silas went to Valden for further study.

She went to Freedonia to continue her studies.

All these years, she tried hard to forget Silas.

She attempted to date different n.

So were business elites, others were college students yet to graduate. They all had good looks and were willing to spend ti, money, and love on her.

Yet, no matter how good they were, they couldn’t match a fraction of the weight Silas held in her heart.

All these years, the one she loved was always Silas.

She thought Silas rejected her back then because he wasn’t interested in dating and was focused on studies and career.

She was willing to wait.

She went abroad, strived to improve herself, hoping to beco excellent enough to match Silas.

But after she had beco outstanding, she didn’t get to see Silas looking back at her, only news of his marriage.

"I don’t think it’s necessary to explain, right?" Clara’s voice pulled Thea back from her thoughts.

Thea’s smile froze for a mont.

Clara wasn’t so easy to fool after all.

A mont later, Thea resud her cheerful deanor, "Clara, don’t misunderstand, I an no harm. I’m just curious. It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it."