Chapter 221 Alice Fiercely Protects Elizabeth
Sarah couldn't help but laugh out loud when she felt smug.
She looked at Elizabeth with schadenfreude, clearly implying, 'Do you really think that by becoming Alexander's wife, you can dine in the main dining room of The Windsor Manor?'
Did Elizabeth really think she was Alexander's wife?
She accepted Amara's bracelet, offending everyone in the Windsor family.
That bracelet should have belonged to Sierra.
In the future, it would be hers!
Elizabeth, a woman who relied on her daughter's nobility, also wanted to accept the Windsor family's heirloom?
Now that Alexander was kicking her out, she deserved it!
Sarah's fantasies couldn't satisfy her smugness, so she followed Alexander's lead, scolding Elizabeth, "Miss Spencer! The dining room of The Windsor Manor is not a place for you. Telling you to leave is already Mr. Windsor's most polite way of saying it..."
Before she could finish her sentence, her eyes and mouth were smeared with chili sauce by an angry Alice.
The chili sauce was originally a condiment for the dishes.
Now it was all over Sarah's face.
Alice glared angrily at Sarah.
"It's burning! It hurts so much, Aunt Sierra," Sarah cried while wiping her mouth and eyes with a napkin. When she finally opened her eyes, she didn't dare to get angry at Alice but instead yelled at Elizabeth, "You raised a bad daughter!"
"Get out!" Alexander said coldly, his eyes already filled with murderous intent.
Sarah asked, "Mr. Windsor, are you telling me to get out?"
"Am I not being clear enough?" Alexander said coldly.
Sarah was incredulous, saying, "Mr. Windsor, I've been living in The Windsor Manor for..."
"I'll say it again, get out! Don't make me kick you out," Alexander said with extreme disgust.
He didn't kick Sarah out on the spot because Elizabeth and Alice were present, not wanting to scare them. Also, Amara, who had been very kind to Elizabeth earlier, was over ninety years old and couldn't handle the shock.
Hearing Alexander say this, Sarah didn't dare to say anything more. She looked to Sierra for help. Sierra's face, which had just improved a bit, turned even uglier.
She suddenly slapped the table and stood up, saying, "Alexander! You..."
"Sierra, sit down," Amara spoke up at this moment.
Sierra complained, "Mom."
Amara looked at Sarah with a stern face, saying, "Sarah, you've been living in The Windsor Manor for quite some time now, haven't you? You should be polite and well-behaved when you're a guest in someone else's home. But you act like the host in my house. Either instigating the servants or causing discord with Sierra. The Windsor family really can't keep you. We're having a family meal together, and who are you? Alexander is right, you should leave!"
Sierra was silent. Although Amara was over ninety years old and mostly confused, her words were irrefutable.
At this dining table, the real outsider was Sarah.
Even Elizabeth was now the future mistress of the Windsor family. What was Sarah?
"Aunt Sierra?" Sarah said, covered her burning, painful face and looked at Sierra, hoping Sierra would back her up at this moment.
However, what could Sierra say?
She had fought with Esme all her life.
She originally thought she could easily suppress Esme, even exiling her son Alexander without inheritance rights. Who could have known that Alexander would turn the tables overnight?
Alexander could wipe out all of Sierra's sons, doing it quietly.
Now she was childless, living in this old house with her only identity being Felix's wife, nothing more.
At this moment, Sierra really didn't dare to protect Sarah.
Sierra could only hang her head, watching as Sarah was driven out. Sarah, covering her burning face, was driven out of The Windsor Manor in front of all the Windsor family servants.
"Let's eat," Amara finally smiled.
Because of Amara's protection, Marcus didn't say anything and didn't make things difficult for Elizabeth. Besides, Alice was by her side who was very protective of Elizabeth.
She kept offering Elizabeth different foods.
Elizabeth was so full she felt uncomfortable.
While Elizabeth was stuffed at The Windsor Manor, Sarah, who had been kicked out, lingered at the gate of The Windsor Manor, reluctant to leave. She wandered outside the gate, covering her face, which was allergic from the chili sauce.
It wasn't until Sarah saw Alexander holding Alice, with Elizabeth following behind, coming out of The Windsor Manor, that she took out her phone and tearfully called Sierra.
Sierra immediately let Sarah sneak back into the house.
"Felix, I let Sarah stay in the house not just for myself. You see, Alexander not only ignores me, but he also ignores you. What are we going to do in the future? We have to rely on Alexander. I want Sarah to be Alexander's wife so that at least Sarah will be close to us. In the future, if Sarah has children, they will be our grandchildren. But what about that Elizabeth? What is she?" Sierra cried as she spoke to Felix.
Felix remained silent.
Sierra was right.
Their only way to control Alexander now was to find him a wife who had to be close to Felix and Sierra. Felix and Sierra didn't want Clara to marry Alexander, nor did they want the current Elizabeth to be Alexander's wife.
After a moment of silence, Felix comforted Sierra and Sarah, "Alexander grew up under your watch. You know his temper. The more you don't want him to do something, the more he'll do it to spite you! Although he brought Elizabeth today and announced her identity, she doesn't match Alexander from her attire. How could she be Alexander's beloved wife? She's just an excuse. He's the type to hold grudges. Six years ago, he had a grudge against Elizabeth. Do you think he could change his attitude now? Impossible! He married her so that Alice could have a complete family. As long as Sarah is genuinely good to Alice in the future, she still has a great chance."
"Really?" Sarah asked, seeing hope, with her face no longer feeling burning.
"Of course!" Felix said.
Even though Alexander was his own son, he still needed to use Sarah, an outsider, to win Alexander's heart.
Felix said coldly, "Those crystal bracelets are the Windsor family's heirloom. No matter what, we can't let Elizabeth, a woman who has been in prison, wear them."
At this moment, just sitting in the car, Elizabeth was taking off the crystal bracelets and handing them to Alexander, saying, "Here you are."
Alexander ordered with the face suddenly turning cold, "Put them on!"
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