Last week, Clara had used almost fifty percent of the company's income to order some goods for her company that would increase the production power, but it turned out to be a scam. Part of the reason she had needed the documents to be signed by Jordan was that she needed the money; she wanted to recover the money she had lost. Clara breathes into the air before tilting her head backwards, her gaze facing Abigail. “I don't know what I will do anymore.” Abigail scoffed. “Of course, you know what you can do. Your fiancé, the son of Thomas, said he knew the CEO very well, right? Then he could meet the CEO on your behalf to get the documents signed.”Abigail's suggestion was brilliant to Clara. It was how she thought about it. Clara slightly rose from the sofa on which she was lying. “Abigail, you are a genius; I didn't know you were so intelligent. I have been thinking you are a dumbass.” “Hey, what's that for?” Abigail raised a brow. “If I were a dumbass, I wouldn't have come up with

The woman held her cheek in disbelief, her face going pale in that instant. Not only had this stranger before her slapped her, but she also bragged about who she was. Though bragging in such a manner meant Clara was actually someone important, fear crept into the woman’s heart that her job could be at risk, so she refused to react.Not long after, Orion caught up to Clara and saw the woman before her holding her cheek, her face contorted with anger. In that moment, he had already figured out what had happened.“Clara, what happened?” he asked gently even though he already got the clue.She pointed her finger at the woman before speaking. “She disrespected me.”After saying this, Clara turned and left.Orion turned to the woman, whose right hand was holding her cheek while the other held a document. He didn’t say a word. All he did was sigh, then went forward to catch up with Clara again.The woman gently lowered her hand from her cheek as she murmured, “Who does she think she is? Even

Clara couldn’t stand conversing with the lady. She knew what she had done, and she knew that if she were in the woman’s shoes, she wouldn’t even give herself a listening ear.Orion winked for her to talk with a slight gesture of his hand.After taking a deep breath, Clara began speaking. “I want to renew the contract signed by Golden Hue to me.”“Renew…?” Lyfan echoed, then asked, “Who previously signed the documents for you?”“What kind of question is that? Will you help me or not? This question is unnecessary,” Clara burst out with rage.Even at this stage, she was still rude.The lady sighed as a thought ran through her mind. She’s so rude, even when she knows I’m her only way out.Lyfan had the power and authority to renew the contract, but with the character Clara had displayed earlier and now, she wished she could frustrate her even more.She didn’t want to make her intentions obvious, so she remained calm and replied in a gentler tone.“Please, I’m here to attend to you. Aren’t

For the very first time in a while, Clara’s face lit up with an excited sneer. This didn’t just make her think otherwise about who Lucas was, but it also gave her a way to rage her anger on him. She hated seeing Lucas. She had blamed him for their daughter’s death, even though deep down she knew it was her fault—she just chose to turn a blind face to it.Clara assumed that Lucas watering the red flowers at the moment meant he had also been hired as a gardener. The previous time she saw him, Abigail—her partner in crime—had told her that he might be a cleaner, so now she assumed he was working two jobs just to fend for his miserable self. Because he no longer stayed under her roof, she believed he would starve to death.This exact theory was no different from when Lucas was still living under Clara’s roof with his daughter. Sometimes Clara would starve him and even their daughter. The delivery job didn’t pay that much, and when Lucas was still managing with it, sometimes he had to borr

Jordan was nothing more than a tool she had used to manipulate her way into things—especially as a bridge to the Golden Hue funding her company.Jordan knew that exchanging words with Clara would do him no good. In fact, he would only end up caving in and wanting her for himself again. So he took a deep breath and asked in a much calmer tone:“So what do you want me to do now?”“I want you to go to Golden Hue and confidently tell them that what you did was a mistake, so my company’s name will be cleared of whatever they’re about to do.”“What… are you trying to say? I should give myself up to be jailed?” Jordan shot back furiously.“Exactly what I mean, because if you don’t do it, I’ll personally get you thrown into that jail you’re running from.”Clara was blunt with her words. She didn’t care how Jordan felt; all she wanted was for her company’s name to be cleared.Jordan then laughed from the other end of the phone. “I’m not that foolish. You should carry your cross alone. I’m not