Chapter 310 Teaching Clara a Lesson
Clara was startled, her eyes fixed on Elizabeth.
Elizabeth's gaze was very calm.
However, Clara could clearly sense a deep-seated hatred from Elizabeth's calm expression.
Before Clara could recover, Elizabeth continued, "Clara, I didn't expect you to come to me on your own, just as I wanted!"
Clara remained silent.
"Guess what?" Elizabeth smiled innocently, "Do you think my husband will throw you to the fish today?"
"No! No!" Clara was so frightened that the worn-out shoe she was holding immediately fell.
She tried to appease Elizabeth in a flattering tone, "Elizabeth, please don't hold it against me. I came here today to apologize to you. You can do whatever you want with me, okay? For the sake of us being sisters, please don't hold it against me, Elizabeth?"
Clara shouted as if Elizabeth were her real sister.
Elizabeth remained unmoved.
However, others had already started pointing fingers at Clara, even cursing her.
"What? This is Clara? I heard she was Mr. Windsor's fiancée. So it's her?"
"Yes, it's her, but she must be the one spreading rumors. Mr. Windsor and Mrs. Windsor have been married for over six years. Clara must be a fake."
"Oh my God, Clara is a homewrecker and trying to slander Mrs. Windsor?"
"And she came early in the morning with a worn-out shoe to hit Mrs. Windsor?"
"Clara is so arrogant. I heard her grandfather's subordinates are many important people in office now, so she can be this arrogant."
"I heard that the conspiracy party hosted by Molly and the ladies of Sunwillow City the day before yesterday was actually masterminded by Clara. Even though she wasn't there, she was directing everything from Pariz!"
"Clara was the mastermind behind that conspiracy party!"
"She's so shameless and arrogant, daring to come here so blatantly!"
"That's because she didn't know Elizabeth was already Mrs. Windsor, so she could bully her without any scruples. Now that she knows, isn't she scared?"
For a moment, voices pointing at Clara rose one after another.
In this not-so-large design department, even several senior leaders were criticizing Clara.
For a moment, Clara became the target of everyone's criticism.
"Let's see how unlucky she gets!"
"Isn't she holding a shoe sole? She should hit herself with it!"
"Homewreckers should restrain themselves a bit!"
"If she doesn't smash her own face today, it means she hasn't truly repented! Otherwise, it's all just rogue behavior!"
Clara remained silent, her terrified eyes darting around.
Facing Alexander's indifference, Elizabeth's aggressiveness, and the office's direct accusations, Clara felt that if there were a hole in the ground, she would crawl into it.
She finally deeply understood what kind of situation Elizabeth faced when confronted with even more aggressive scenarios.
At this moment, no one helped Clara.
Elizabeth walked to her desk, with Alexander naturally following closely behind.
Immediately, a company vice president pushed a chair for Alexander, saying, "Mr. Windsor, please sit."
This executive had figured it out. Alexander was indeed as the Windsor Group's official Twitter described him: powerful, ruthless, and feared by all.
But Alexander cared deeply about his wife, Elizabeth.
As the highest authority of the Windsor Group, Alexander feared his wife.
Not only did he fear Elizabeth, but he also feared that younger, more handsome men might take her away.
This executive also realized that Alexander wasn't here to inspect work or discuss cooperation projects today, but was simply here to watch Elizabeth work.
More precisely, Alexander missed his wife, Elizabeth, so he abandoned all his work and contracts to come to her company to watch her work.
Indeed, that was exactly what Alexander intended.
So early in the morning, he came to Elizabeth's workplace.
However, what Alexander didn't expect was that Clara would come so arrogantly to find Elizabeth.
Alexander had heard everything Clara said as she walked from the front desk. He initially thought that if Elizabeth remained silent and let Clara do whatever she wanted, he would seriously consider whether Clara should continue living.
He wouldn't care about Declan or anyone else if he wanted to destroy someone.
But Elizabeth wasn't harmed at all.
Not only that, but she also wasn't afraid of Clara, even forcing Clara to apologize and desperately want to escape or die.
Alexander actually laughed inwardly.
Elizabeth might seem quiet and submissive all the time, but she had a sharp tongue!
So, Alexander decided to say nothing, just letting Elizabeth handle Clara on her own.
Alexander also realized why Elizabeth hated the Guise Family. With Clara's repeated attempts to harm Elizabeth whenever she had the chance, how could Elizabeth not hate them?
Thinking of Elizabeth's hatred for the Guise Family, Alexander inadvertently glanced at Clara.
Clara felt even more terrified. The look in Alexander's eyes clearly conveyed a strong killing intent. Clara could read from his eyes that even with Declan's protection, if Alexander wanted her dead, it would happen immediately. He was letting her live now to see how she behaved.
Clara immediately faced the accusations from the entire company and approached Elizabeth again, saying, "Elizabeth, are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water."
Elizabeth, who had already started reviewing the blueprints, immediately rejected, "Sorry, I'm afraid you'll poison me. Please stay away from me."
Clara remained silent.
She bit her lower lip so hard that it started bleeding, asking, "Elizabeth, what do you want me to do?"
"Just leave!" Elizabeth didn't even look at Clara, saying, "This is my workplace. I don't have time to deal with you while I'm working."
Clara didn't dare to leave.
She had come here so arrogantly. She feared that as soon as she stepped out of the door, she would be shot to death or worse.
Gritting her teeth, Clara forced a smile that was more pitiful than crying, "Elizabeth, I actually came here today for another reason. I want to hang this worn-out shoe around my neck so that everyone knows I'm a shameless homewrecker. Elizabeth, do you think that's okay?"
Looking up, Clara had already hung the worn-out shoe around her neck.
Elizabeth remained silent.
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