hapter 22 My Business Has Nothing to Do with You , Mr. Carter Chapter 22 My Business Has Nothing to Do with You , Mr. Carter Clara went back to her old office once more . There were still a few important things she had to retrieve . But the moment she pushed open the door , her brows furrowed tightly . Almost everything that had once belonged to her was gone . Even her office desk and chair had been replaced with another brand . The few pots of greenery she had carefully tended for years - pothos , succulents , and a small jasmine plant had all disappeared . In their place stood a coffee machine , a yoga mat , and a stepper . The air was filled with a sweet , cloying scent of essential oils , completely different from the light woody fragrance she had always used . It was as if her very existence had been deliberately erased . Suppressing the discomfort rising in her chest , Clara's gaze darkened . She was just about to find someone to ask where her belongings had been taken when she turned and came face to face with Bianca , who was clinging sweetly to Julian's arm as they walked in her direction . Seeing her , the two of them seemed to quicken their pace . " Clara , it's perfect you're still here ! How about we grab a meal together ? My treat - just to thank you for helping out earlier . " " No need , " Clara replied coolly . " Where are my things ? Where did they move them ? " Bianca glanced inside , feigning confusion . " I'm not really sure . How about this you come eat with us first , and afterward I'll help you look ? " Clara's eyes fixed on her . " I said - where are my things ? Do you not understand plain language ? " " Clara ! " Julian pulled Bianca behind him , his face dark enough to drip water . " Even if you're upset about being dismissed , that's no reason to take it out on Bianca ! You've had your mind elsewhere these past six months , your performance has been abysmal . Being let go was only a matter of time . How do you still have the nerve to stand here demanding answers ?" Clara stared at him in disbelief . The past six months - had she not nearly exhausted herself entirely , all for his sake ? And now he had the gall to say her heart hadn't been in her work ? Anyone else in the world might have the right to accuse her of that - anyone except Julian . Perhaps realizing his words had come out too harsh , Julian pressed his lips together . He turned to Bianca , softening his voice . " Bianca , I brought you lunch . Go ahead inside and eat - you shouldn't starve . " Then he turned back to Clara . " What exactly are you looking for ? I'll help you find it . " He guessed the things she was so anxious about couldn't be anything but the trinkets he'd once given her . She had always treasured them so much so that even a casual note he left would be carefully saved away . 11:58 1 My Husband Loft Moto Puyo T Chapter 22 My Business Has Nothing to Do with You , Mr. Carter No wonder she was this agitated . Bianca tugged gently at his sleeve . " Julian , maybe I should go with you two . Another pair of eyes will make it easier to find things . " Julian squeezed her hand . " I ordered your favorite milk tea and a mango crepe cake . They should be delivered soon . Stay here and sign for them . We'll take this as a little celebration of your official start . " He cast a glance around the office . " It's a bit messy . Make do for now , and I'll help you organize later when I get back . " Clara listened quietly to his tender , attentive tone . Once , he had spoken to her this way . He had remembered her every preference , bought her favorite desserts to cheer her up , celebrated with her in her happiest moments . At that time , she had truly believed she was special to him . That someone as aloof as Julian would never show such gentleness to another woman . But now she knew - it wasn't that he couldn't . It was simply that she had never been the one . The only woman he could lavish such tenderness upon was Bianca . And what was she ? A stand - in , chosen by mistake before he realized his true heart . With that thought , the tight ache in Clara's chest strangely eased a little . " Mr. Carter , you'd better focus on staying by Miss White's side . After all , she just started - being alone might make her feel insecure . " Her tone dripped with irony . " As for my business , I won't trouble you any further . " With at , ( Clara turned away without another glance , walking straight toward the elevators . Julian's brows knitted tightly as he watched her retreating figure . (0 ) 41 ( 0 ) 11:58 C