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Greysen's smile widened as he spoke to Jacob, "Cmeet Clara. You young folks always have so much to talk
about. Get to know each other. Clara, Jacob here is on the rise, destined to be a big star. Dating someone like
him will definitely boost your social standing."
Jacob felt a twinge of irritation. Before he came, he'd been warned to make a good impression on Clara, use his
looks to win her over. Once they were married, he could do whatever he wanted, even if it meant ignoring Clara.
The goal was to marry her and control Ryan.
But when he saw Clara, he was caught off guard by her beauty. She was even more striking than top actresses.
The idea of being with someone like her was tempting, and his smile turned genuine.
He offered his hand, "Hi, Clara. I'm Jacob."
Clara looked at his hand without saying a word. After a few moments, she slowly shook it. "Hi."
Nearby, Ryan was getting restless. Worried Clara might fall for Jacob's charm, he called out, "Clara."
Greysen quickly put a comforting arm around Ryan's shoulders, "Ryan, this is your sister's business. Stay out of
it."
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Ryan felt uneasy and let down by Clara. How could she be so easily swayed by every handsface?
Greysen and his group were pleased, their expressions smug.
"Jacob, make sure to spend more twith Clara," Greysen instructed.
Sitting next to Clara, Jacob was feeling pretty pleased with himself. A beautiful woman like her? He definitely
wanted to be with her.
"Sure thing, Dad. No worries," Jacob replied.
Greysen left, leaving Jacob and Clara alone.
Ryan was furious, pointing angrily at Jacob. "Get out of my house!"
Jacob dismissed Ryan's outburst, casually holding Clara's hand. "Clara, your brother wants us gone. Let's head
out. It's still early, we can go for a walk."
Clara frowned, not because she was falling for Jacob's charm, but because his face seemed oddly familiar.
Familiar enough to jog her memory.
She stood up and walked towards the door. Jacob quickly followed, taunting Ryan as he went.
"Ryan, your sister's an adult with her own life. She doesn't need your worry. Besides, now that your dad's gone,
you should be listening to her. | bet it won't be long before she convinces you to hand over your shares."
Jacob was confident; Clara had hesitated when she first saw him.
As Clara reached her car, her mind filled with fragmented memories she couldn't quite piece together.
Jacob joined her, opening the car door with a gentlemanly flourish. "Clara, where do you want to go tonight?"
Clara looked at him, her thoughts slowly coming together. "Have we met before?" Jacob paused, then smiled.
"No, we haven't."
But he resembled Simon, which was no coincidence.
Clara settled into the passenger seat, feeling uneasy. She leaned back. "Let's just find a place to eat. I'm hungry."
Jacob jumped into the driver's seat. "Alright, | know a great spot. A friend of mine owns a restaurant-it's pretty
good."
Clara wasn't in the mood to chat, wanting to sort through her thoughts.
After they left, Ryan called Simon. "Simon, Clara left with that guy, and | don't know what they're up to."
Simon was annoyed. Clara wasn't supposed to fall for such an obvious ploy. "I'm going to find her," Simon said.
He hadn't been dreaming of Clara being head over heels, but seeing her with Jacob at the restaurant threw him
off.
Jacob did look a bit like him. If Clara didn't still have feelings for Simon, why would she be with a lookalike?
His heart raced with excitement, and he walked over confidently.
"Clara!"
Clara didn't expect to see Simon. It seemed his injury had healed.
Jacob, still trying to impress Clara, turned to see who called her, his face souring.
Simon was feeling triumphant. "If you still care about me, just cback. Why settle for a second-rate copy?"
Clara, hoping to clear her head, felt a headache coming on at the sight of Simon.
Simon stood close, looking smug. "You say you don't like me, but | almost believed you. You just can't get over
my past with Quinn. Don't worry, once we're married, everything | have is yours."
He raised his hand as if to swear, but Clara wasn't interested.
She glanced at Simon's face, then at Jacob's.
Simon was trying to contain his excitement. "So, in front of the real deal, doesn't the imitation seem a bit silly?"
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