Ray POV
I watched as Clarissa's confident face faltered and grew increasingly anxious. Her lips trembled as she scrolled through her phone frantically.
"We are waiting, Miss Reed," I reminded her, and she shook her head vehemently.
"W-wait a minute! I'm still searching! Hah! Do you think that you're free just because all the texts you sent are gone?! I still recorded every conversation that we have, Ray Gatlin! They will know that you've been telling me to make sure that Claudia has no way out!"
Then, she finally found the 'proof' that she needed to drag me to jail. Her face finally showed a victorious expression.
But I didn't show a hint of worry, because just as I said many times before—
Everything. Was. According. To. My. Plan.
And the moment she played that recording, victory was mine.
Clarissa clicked on the recording and put her phone's volume to max, so everyone in the room could listen to it.
—
"I didn't expect you to push those girls, even your own daughter."
