CHAPTER 133
CLARA’S POV
“Maxwell really is an i***t, don’t you think so?” Morgana was saying to Gideon the moment I walked into the living room later that day.
She eyed me, and then as if she hadn’t just seen me, she carried on with her loud-pitched conversation, not bothering to hide the distaste in her voice.
“I mean, why would he still invite Clara to such a prestigious event after all she has done to him?” She asked, and took the cigarette straight from Gideon’s mouth and placed it between her lips.
This made me raise an eyebrow, cause why the f**k would she even do that? When did they grow so close that they shared everything, even a cigarette? That seemed absurd to me, but I just overlooked it.
“Maxwell must be deeply in love then,” Gideon replied casually and when I glanced a
