Cage
Cage 142

Chapter 142

Back home, Clyde was on my canal was planning to leave without saying

goodbye.

Truth be told, it was clear to everyone that Lisa had her sights set on him.

She just hadn’t found the right moment yet, and my leaving was her golden opportunity.

Clyde, still fuming, drove me to the airport.

“You better not chat up Vinson, don’t you dare hang out with him alone, don’t you-”

“Chill! I’m going for work, not some fancy holiday. If it makes you feel better, I’ll flirt with Lisa.”

I rolled my eyes at him, but that just made him laugh.

“The best you can do is flirt with me. Looks like I have to play the pretty boy card for my wife’s sake. How tough my life is!”

He grabbed my hand and playfully bit my finger.

With a ton of work waiting for him, he dropped me off and hurried back to the office.

I thought Lisa would take her time to make a move, but as soon as my plane landed, there she was, already cozying up in Clyde’s office.

The moment she arrived, Clyde fired up a video chat with me.

Lisa was dressed to kill today, in a silk dress that looked like it might slip off at any moment.

Clyde pretended to work at his computer while Lisa played the doting visitor, now bringing him coffee, now offering fruits.

After a bit of small talk, Clyde got straight to the point.

“Lisa, don’t you think this is inappropriate?”

He finally snapped when Lisa tried to feed him a slice of peach.

Lisa paused, then ate the peach herself.

“There’s nothing inappropriate about it. You’ve seen it, I’m into you.”

She sat directly across from him, gazing deeply into his eyes.

“The Crawford family, you know, it’s all about strategic marriages. I wasn’t thrilled when Dad pushed me into this, but seeing you changed my mind.”

“It was love at first sight, you know? The moment I saw you, I knew you were the one.”

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I quietly started recording the screen, not wanting to miss the juicy details.

Clyde coughed awkwardly, “I’m married, Melanie’s your cousin.”

“You didn’t marry her for love.” Lisa confidently said, “She went abroad with some rich man. Would she have married you if you weren’t loaded? Clyde, I know why you married her. We’re both Crawfords; switching sides isn’t really a big deal, is it?”

She fixed her bangs, a look I hadn’t seen since my sophomore year. Clyde had always said bangs hid my true beauty and had since banned them.

It seemed the Lairds hadn’t lost interest in my family over the years of no contact.

Perhaps they thought I posed no threat, which is why they ignored me.

She was so sure of herself, but Clyde flatly rejected her proposal.

“Yeah, I married her for revenge, but marry you? What’s in it for me? To mess around is one thing, but I don’t marry just anyone.”

The moment he mentioned “messing around,” Lisa’s face fell.

She could play games with others, but the idea of being a plaything herself was out of the question for a Crawford heiress.

That’s why she set her sights on Clyde–to maintain her status.

She straightened up, saying, “Our family has considerable influence, and our projects rival your current highway project. Our family is on the brink of bankruptcy. Without a marriage alliance, we won’t last a season. If you marry me, we could control the entire Crawford Group. Aren’t my terms compelling?”