There wasn't a smile on Clara's face as she applied the last touch of lipstick to her already dark red lips. She had been having the best time of her life with Luther only for Marcel's people to come and disrupt it.
Clara snorted, he even had the nerve to send her flowers. As if that would win her over to his side, she scoffed.
All they told her was for her to get prepared because she was escorting Marcel to a funeral. Clara didn't know who died - although she wished it had been Marcel- she had a feeling that her father-in-law, Daniel, would be there. Marcel always comes looking for her because he needed her to deal with him. The man surprisingly likes her.
Truthfully speaking, after her last encounter at his place, Clara was now scared of that man. No, she was scared of all of them. If Daniel had treated his late wife badly, who knows how Marcel would treat her? He even promised to give her a living hell at their last meeting.
