Chapter 164

Because Clara wanted a favor from him, she put on an air of flattery and brought the plate of fruit over. She stopped about six feet away from him and looked at him, waiting for him to speak. Yohan looked at her, his deep eyes unreadable. Clara responded to his stare with a meek smile, still holding up her adoring facade. Yohan's tense lips moved as he said, "How can I eat them if you're standing so far away?" Clara immediately went up to him and put the fruit on his right. She'd even placed a fork on the plate so that he could eat the fruit easily. "Sit down." Yohan gestured for her to sit. Clara sat in front of him obediently like a little child. Then, she squeezed out a smile. "Is there a favor you'd like to ask of me?" Clara nodded. "Just spit it out. You don't have to go to these lengths to earn my favor. Don't try to flatter anyone if you can't do it. It's fake as fuck," Yohan said coldly. Clara touched her face silently. Was she that bad of an actress? Yohan got up an