"Family?" Sean snorted coldly, "Among the Kirklands, everyone has their own ideas. Clara, as long as you work with me, I have a way to let you live a better life with your mother."
"I don't need it. I won't sell my husband and love for money. You'd better give up on this idea."
Sean's face turned cold.
He didn't expect Clara to be so difficult to deal with.
He said, "Clara, don't be so stubborn. Horace is a cripple. He definitely can't beat me. At that time, you and your mother will be very miserable. Why did you have to do that?"
Clara couldn't bear to hear Sean say that Horace was a cripple. Horace was just pretending. He didn't know how healthy and strong Horace was, and he was still showing off here.
Clara said in a stern voice, "You're arrogant."
"So, you refuse to ally with me? Are you really gonna give up such a generous reward?" Sean felt that Clara was too picky about the price and her appetite was too big.
Clara's last bit of patience was exhausted.
"Sean, I've finished what I needed to say." She stood up and said expressionlessly, "I'm going back to rest. Goodbye."
Then, she left the room without looking back.
Looking at Clara's back, Sean's expression turned gloomy. In the end, he sneered, "I didn't expect this little girl to be so difficult to deal with. She's so strong-willed and very different from Laura back then..."
...
Horace was alone in the room, waiting for Clara, with his thoughts running wild.
Thinking of today's unhappy expression, he knew that she was angry.
Indeed, it was natural for her to be angry when he had not returned all night, right?
Unfortunately, he was not good with words and did not know how to make an upset girl happy again.
After thinking for a while, he dialed Alastair's number.
Alastair was having fun as he hugged girls and made out. He picked up the phone and said to Horace, "It's so late. Why are you looking for me instead of sleeping with Clara?"
"I have something to ask you."
After hearing Horace's words, Alastair choked and spat out a mouthful of wine, coughing several times.
Horace put his phone away from his ear in disgust, as if Alastair's wine had been splashed on his face.
Alastair laughed so hard that he almost couldn't catch his breath. He said, "Hey, Master Horace, don't scare me. When have you ever taken the initiative to ask me? Are you out of your mind? It's so funny."
If not for the fact that Alastair wasn't in front of him, Horace really wanted to beat him up.
"Alastair, that's enough."
"Alright, alright. I've had enough of laughing. Tell me, what is it?" Alastair calmed down and asked.
"Alastair, I found the little girl who saved my life back then. She is actually Clara's younger sister."
"Ashlee? Is it the one who schemed against Clara? Now she has become a popular person on the Internet."
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