Chapter 135

Clara's POV

"We should find a way forward. I'm sure that we both might have said things that we didn't mean." I continued.

"I meant every word." He answered. He wasn't in the mood for peace talks.

Maybe I should get to the point. Sweet talking was working, so we might as well get to the crux of this.

“I shouldn't have gotten drunk, but you can't fire Ivy because of that." I breathed out.

He raised his brow and paused for a second as if deciding whether I was serious or not.

"Do I need to start counting the number of things you both did?" He asked. "You both lied about your mother being sick so that you could get out of our doctor's visit. Do you have any idea how sick that sounds?" He asked.

He had a point.

My mind slipped into a panic. He was getting closer to the truth than I could have ever imagined. Right now, my goal was to save Ivy.

"I'm scared of doctors," I yelled. I took a moment to breathe as he formed a blank expression. "Ivy only offered me a way out, and I took it. I had