Chapter 166

"What are you doing grabbing him? You think he's some kind of bargaining chip? I got here this fast not because of him, but because of you." Bellamy stood a few steps away from Clara, with Fraser's bodyguards looming behind her. Clara glanced at the tall men in black behind Bellamy, her grip on the fruit knife tightening as she gritted her teeth. "What the hell are you trying to pull? All the gossip online-was that your doing?" Bellamy smiled faintly, her tone calm. "It's just baseless gossip. Why are you so worked up? Feeling guilty? Do those vague rumors make you feel like you're already stripped bare in public? Losing sleep every night, jerking awake the moment you close your eyes with those words and images haunting you?" "Shut up, you psycho!" Clara suddenly screamed. Her voice cracked from the rage, and the veins on her forehead began to throb as her control slipped. "I'm not the crazy one here. You are." Bellamy's smile disappeared, her stare turned cold and sharp. "Put down the