"You wanted to see me?" Carter greeted Claire.
She had called him that morning, saying she needed to talk to him immediately and that it was important. Hesitantly, he set off right away to the address Claire gave him.
Claire grinned at him and pointed to a chair. "Have a seat."
"I'll stand. I don't plan on staying here with you for too long. I might vomit from so much disgust," he told Claire coldly.
Claire faced him. "Then I'll stand too," she said, meeting his gaze.
They locked eyes for a moment until Claire looked away first.
"I was childish. I have evidence that could ruin your image to Dahlia, making her hate you completely. I tried telling her, which is why she ended up in the hospital. I'm sorry. Let's forget it all and try to get along," said Claire, looking up at him again a
