If she didn't particularly cherish this keychain, how could it be so worn out and still be carried with her?
Chester Yale's gaze became more profound.
"Is this... a couple's keychain?" Chester Yale's thin lips slightly parted, his tone probing.
Upon hearing this, Clara Sanders immediately became flustered, quickly putting down the cutlery and trying to explain.
"No no, this is just my keychain, I bought it because it looked nice, I don't have a boyfriend!" After saying this, Clara Sanders carefully looked at Chester Yale.
Afraid that he might misunderstand.
She was forced by Chester back then, having no choice but to pretend to be the person Chester Yale was looking for, or else she would be boycotted by Chester.
But what she wants now is more than just that.
A man like Chester Yale was the crème de la crème of wealthy families, even the Yale Group had to give him some face.
If she could develop a relationship with Chester Yale, she wouldn't need to fear anyone anymore.