A Night of Desire Chapter 171: You Seem to Be Getting Along Quite Well with Cl

"Huh... what?" Clara Grant didn’t understand what he ant at first.

"What I an is, my brother is handso, chivalrous, and rich—the spitting image of a perfect, domineering CEO. A lot of won are into him."

Clara couldn’t help but scoff internally. ’A lot of won like him? Hmph, he probably likes a lot of won, too. And he claims he’s not a player?’

"Any woman would be really happy to be my brother’s girlfriend or wife."

Clara’s fork unconsciously poked at the food on her plate. She was a little speechless. This was the second ti today she’d heard soone sing Seth Quinn’s praises. ’Is he really that great?’

Sothing suddenly occurred to her. She turned to Miles Quinn and asked, "He... President Quinn looks to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, right? Has he really never had a girlfriend all these years?"

"Well, he did have a girlfriend once..." Miles started, then instinctively stopped. ’Why did I bring that up? Not only is it a taboo subject for my brother, but it’s a terrible idea to talk about his ex in front of his current sister-in-law, right?’

But Clara’s sharp ears had already caught it. She was perking them up to listen intently, but when she saw Miles stop talking, she looked at him in confusion.

"...Actually, she wasn’t really his girlfriend." Miles had to bite the bullet and try to smooth over what he’d just let slip. "It was more that the girl liked my brother. But she left later, and no one knows where she went. She hasn’t been back to Novaria since."

’I hope Big Bro doesn’t bla for being a blabbermouth later,’ he prayed. ’I really didn’t an to!’

Miles’s words made Clara think of Cherie’s mother. ’Could he be talking about Cherie’s mom?’

’Cherie’s mother fell for Seth Quinn back then, and they slept together. Seth, being the fickle type, broke her heart, so she left town.’

’She must have unexpectedly given birth to Cherie, which is why she ca back to Novaria to leave Cherie with Seth, right?’

’Hmph. And he still claims Cherie isn’t his child?!’

For so reason, a wave of bitterness washed over Clara. She lowered her head and didn’t say another word.

Watching her, Miles suddenly rembered the situation with Cherie and cursed himself internally. ’Damn it.’ He quickly rephrased his explanation. "But my brother is a very principled man. If he doesn’t like soone, he won’t let anything... inappropriate... happen with them."

’Nothing happened? Does that an Cherie really isn’t his child?’

"Are you sure?" She hadn’t even realized she’d blurted out the question, her eyes brightening involuntarily.

"Of course." Miles stared at her sparkling eyes, montarily stunned, then smiled. "Clara, you seem pretty interested in my brother, huh?"

"No..." Clara finally realized how she was coming across and quickly tried to cover it up. "I was just curious. It’s just surprising that a man as outstanding as President Quinn, who so many won like, could be so... self-disciplined. Heh."

"Not every outstanding man who’s popular with won is a player. Take , for example." Miles winked at her, joking.

Clara let out a puff of laughter at his teasing. "Is it really okay to praise yourself so shalessly?"

Faye Jennings walked in, her eyes sweeping the room. She happened to see Clara and Miles laughing and talking together.

Seeing Clara beaming sweetly at Miles, sothing shifted within Faye. She narrowed her bright eyes, as if deep in thought.

A mont later, she casually picked up a glass of red wine and walked over to them.

"Miles, Clara, what are you two talking about that’s so much fun?"

"Faye." Seeing her, Clara quickly greeted her.

"Mm," Faye Jennings nodded, her gaze drifting between her and Miles. She smiled suggestively. "Miles, you and Clara certainly seem to be hitting it off."