Chapter 140

"What is it?" Clara asked.

Arthur hesitated, weighing his words, then finally spoke. His voice was rough, like gravel scraping steel. "You could always consider using yourself to pay—"

"Babe, I'm back!"

The elevator doors slid open. Camilla stepped out, a purse draped over one arm, takeout bags in the other. Her cheerful voice cut Arthur off mid-sentence, sharp and jarring.

Clara bolted upright, e