Chapter 45

Clara

“I won’t find things belonging to your ex at your place, right?” I ask from the passenger seat.

Alistair glances at me before looking back at the road. “I don’t think so, but would you rather stay at a hotel to be safe? I own a few of them.”

“You do?”

“Uh, yes?”

I stare at him, shell-shocked at him owning hotels, until I remember how fucking rich he is, and then I just roll my eyes at my own