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Chapter 118: Capable of buying common sense · Nov 04, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: You’re the one who’s about to cry 2026-11-04
102 Chapter 102: She escaped 2026-11-04
103 Chapter 103: Is she crying 2026-11-04
104 Chapter 104: Did someone die 2026-11-04
105 Chapter 105: Not this woman again 2026-11-04
106 Chapter 106: We’re running out of time 2026-11-04
107 Chapter 107: I gave you a chance 2026-11-04
108 Chapter 108: You think you can replace me 2026-11-04
109 Chapter 109: Trouble has a habit of finding me 2026-11-04
110 Chapter 110: Pretending to be honorable man 2026-11-04
111 Chapter 111: Your husband might storm in here 2026-11-04
112 Chapter 112: I need a vacation 2026-11-04
113 Chapter 113: A kitchen ghost 2026-11-04
114 Chapter 114: I like you 2026-11-04
115 Chapter 115: Make sure I remember my mistake 2026-11-04
116 Chapter 116: There is only one way to find out 2026-11-04
117 Chapter 117: I am going underground 2026-11-04
118 Chapter 118: Capable of buying common sense 2026-11-04
119 Chapter 119: What are you doing in my house? 2026-11-04
120 Chapter 120: Did you murder someone 2026-11-04
121 Chapter 121: Your wife has returned safely 2026-11-04
122 Chapter 122: There are still few things you need to work on 2026-11-04
123 Chapter 123: I might personally visit heaven 2026-11-04
124 Chapter 124: You all want to lose your jobs 2026-11-04
125 Chapter 125: Healthy enough to bear an heir 2026-11-04
126 Chapter 126: People change 2026-11-04
127 Chapter 127: I lose a few screws every now and then 2026-11-04
128 Chapter 128: You won’t stay away for too long. 2026-11-04
129 Chapter 129: I don’t miss him on empty stomach 2026-11-04
130 Chapter 130: There is no way he’s earning this money himself 2026-11-04
131 Chapter 131: It couldn’t be anything good 2026-11-04
132 Chapter 132: Adorably miserable 2026-11-04
133 Chapter 133: Do...I love...Clara? 2026-11-04
134 Chapter 134: She is cheating 2026-11-04
135 Chapter 135: It’s working exactly as I expected it 2026-11-04
136 Chapter 136: What makes you think I care about your word? 2026-11-04
137 Chapter 137: Am I going to die...again? 2026-11-04
138 Chapter 138: I suppose this meeting comes as a surprise to you 2026-11-04
139 Chapter 139: I wasn’t trying to impress you 2026-11-04
140 Chapter 140: You have my word 2026-11-04
141 Chapter 141: Marco is dead 2026-11-04
142 Chapter 142: She refused to become his scapegoat. 2026-11-04
143 Chapter 143: I don’t work for free mister 2026-11-04
144 Chapter 144: You’re replacing him 2026-11-04
145 Chapter 145: You’ll get better with practice 2026-11-04
146 Chapter 146: They are the entertainment 2026-11-04
147 Chapter 147: Leave this place alive 2026-11-04
148 Chapter 148: The fun part finally begins 2026-11-04
149 Chapter 149: You don’t get to run anymore 2026-11-04
150 Chapter 150: Please get me out of this 2026-11-04

[Two Hours Ago]

After dinner at the Pearl Mansion, Clara headed upstairs to the bedroom she would be staying in for the night.

Ironically... it was Dominic’s old room.

The familiar scent, the furniture, even the neat arrangement of everything reminded her of him.

”Are you sure you don’t want to go back?” Grace asked gently, drawing Clara’s attention away from the room.

Clara let out a slow breath before forcing a smile.

”I’m sure.”

Grace studied her for a moment before patting her shoulder.

”Alright. Make yourself comfortable. And if you change your mind...” She smiled knowingly. ”My son is only one phone call away.”

Clara laughed awkwardly.

”I’ll survive one night without him.”

”I hope he survives one night without you.”

That earned a genuine laugh from Clara.

After Grace left, Clara closed the door behind her.

She looked around the room and sighed.

”It reminds me too much of him.”

She quickly shook her head.

”No. Clara, remember why you’re here.”

She had come to the Pearl Mansion because she was upset with Dominic.

She needed space.

If she stayed beside him, she’d end up forgiving him before he had properly suffered for his mistake.

”And that’s unacceptable.”

Nodding to herself, she threw herself onto the bed.

”Don’t think about him. Just sleep.”

She hugged a pillow tightly.

”Dominic is probably sleeping peacefully anyway.”

***

Five minutes later...she was still staring at the ceiling.

Ten minutes later...she hugged the pillow even tighter.

Fifteen minutes later...she groaned dramatically.

”Why do I miss that idiot already?” She buried her face in the pillow.

”No! Stay strong, Clara. This is a protest.”

Just then, something flashed through her mind.

Her eyes flew open and she sat upright.

”...Thomas.” A mischievous grin slowly spread across her face.

”Oh... that’s perfect.”

Within minutes, Clara had quietly slipped out of the Pearl Mansion.

She didn’t even bother changing out of her pajamas.

Sneaking through the quiet streets, she headed straight for the neighborhood where Thomas was temporarily staying.

As always, she carefully avoided every surveillance camera along the way.

***

A few minutes later... standing outside the house, Clara peeked through an open window.

A wicked smile curved across her lips.

”Front doors are so overrated.”

With surprising agility, she placed both hands on the windowsill, pushed herself upward, and effortlessly climbed inside.

She landed silently on the floor.

”The mission officially begins.”

Fortunately for Clara, Thomas wasn’t home. The front door was locked, but that didn’t bother her in the slightest.

”Honestly...” she muttered while looking at the window. ”I’d have used the window even if he were home.”

With practiced ease, she climbed inside. It wasn’t her first time sneaking through a window.

Back when she was younger, this had practically been her secret entrance and exit.

Although she had wanted to tell her mother she planned to work part-time to help with household expenses, she had never found the courage to do it.

So instead... she would lock her bedroom door, pretend she was studying, sneak out through the window, finish her shift, and quietly climb back in before anyone noticed.

She had become so good at it that even the neighborhood cats probably respected her skills.

”Practice really does make perfect,” Clara whispered proudly, dusting off her pajamas.

After making sure the house was silent, she began searching.

Every room. Every cabinet. Every drawer. Every shelf.

She was convinced Thomas had to be hiding something.

The man had spent years manipulating everyone around him. Gen had gone to prison for a crime she never committed while the real culprit had continued living comfortably.

People like Thomas never stayed clean. There had to be evidence somewhere.

***

Twenty minutes later... Clara stood in the middle of the living room with both hands on her hips.

”Is there anything in this house besides dust?”

Every drawer was empty. Every cupboard looked abandoned. Even the walls seemed strangely bare.

She frowned.

Gen had once proudly displayed the trophies she had won during her school years.

Clara assumed seeing them here.

Now... not a single one remained.

Her expression darkened.

”That son of a bitch... He sold everything.” Her gaze swept across the empty shelves.

”Not even one photograph of his wife.”

Not a single memory. Not a single keepsake. Nothing.

It was as if the woman had never existed.

Clara scoffed bitterly.

”So that’s how much she meant to you.”

Just as she was about to give up, the sound of a key turning in the front door echoed through the house.

Click.

Clara froze.

”Holy shit.”

Without thinking, she dove behind the sofa just as the front door swung open.

Carefully peeking over the edge, she narrowed her eyes.

”There you are...”

Thomas stumbled inside, swaying from side to side.

The overwhelming smell of alcohol filled the room before he had even taken three steps.

Clara wrinkled her nose in disgust.

”If being useless had a fragrance...”

She didn’t even bother finishing the sentence. Watching him made her blood boil.

If she were given permission to beat him senseless... tonight would have been the perfect opportunity.

Thomas groaned loudly before collapsing onto the sofa.

”Ugh...”

For a second, Clara silently prayed.

Please pass out. Please. Please.

Instead...Thomas suddenly sat back up.

”No!”

Clara nearly cried.

He staggered toward the kitchen, opened a cabinet, and pulled out another unopened bottle of liquor.

Returning to the sofa, he twisted off the cap and took several long gulps.

”That bitch...” he slurred with a drunken laugh.

”Who does she think she is... acting like I can’t pay for myself?” He snorted. ”I could buy her entire shop now.”

Clara frowned.

Buy her shop? With what money?

The man barely looked capable of buying common sense.

Her instincts immediately told her something wasn’t right.

Where had he suddenly gotten money?

She remained hidden, waiting for him to either leave or finally lose consciousness.

Unfortunately... Thomas showed no signs of stopping.

”I need to do something and get out of here before he catches me,” Clara thought anxiously.

Just as she began thinking of a distraction—

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Someone pounded violently on the front door.

”Thomas! Open the damn door! And give us our money!”

Clara’s eyes widened.

Loan sharks? Of all the nights... of all the possible timings... they had to show up now.

She slowly lowered herself even further behind the sofa.

”There is absolutely no way I’m getting caught tonight.”

Between an intoxicated Thomas... and a group of furious loan sharks...

She honestly wasn’t sure which was more dangerous.

Then she sighed to herself.

”...Why do these things only happen when I’m wearing pajamas?”

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