Chapter 322 Like Falling into a Honey Jar

Hearing Declan say this, Elizabeth was not surprised at all.

"So what?" She looked at Declan calmly. "Are you here to show off today, or are you here to avenge Clara? Because a week ago, she made a fool of herself in this company and lost all her reputation! If you want to talk about shamelessness, Mr. Jones, your granddaughter is much better at it than I am!"

Elizabeth could clearly see that Declan was so angry that he was having trouble breathing.

But Declan was experienced; he had been a prominent figure in both the military and political spheres. Even though Elizabeth had infuriated him, he managed to control his temper.

After several confrontations with Elizabeth over the past six years, Declan realized that she was a tough opponent.

Elizabeth was very resilient, tenacious, and composed.

Moreover, Declan found that she was neither arrogant nor servile.

In this regard, his beloved Elodie and his current granddaughter Clara were no match for her.

They were more delicate than Elizabeth, but lacking her composure.

Especially Clara who was his own granddaughter!

Knowing that Clara always embarrassed herself, lost her temper, and humiliated herself, he still had to help his granddaughter!

Thinking of the humiliation Clara suffered here a few days ago, Declan calmed down again. "You're still too young! I can see that you're excellent, better than Clara, and more cunning. But have you ever thought about it? Alexander's mother was also very excellent, a top designer who graduated from a world-renowned architecture school, but she never got into The Windsor Manor. Why? Have you heard of the term 'social status'?"

He continued, "That's right. Clara made a fool of herself here. But didn't you also make a fool of yourself in the Lavien Hotel ballroom? So, have your scandals spread? No! Alexander covered them up for you. Elizabeth, let me tell you that as much as Alexander can cover up your scandals, I can cover up Clara's. Moreover, I can help Alexander acquire Nebula Island. What can you help him with? Do you know how much difference there is between you and Clara?"

"A grandfather?" Elizabeth asked bluntly.

"You're very smart!" Declan had to admit that at this moment, he admired Elizabeth. Moreover, after many confrontations with her, he found that he actually appreciated her qualities.

He even found himself inexplicably liking Elizabeth.

Thinking of this, Declan couldn't forgive himself!

Elizabeth was Clara's enemy!

Looking at Declan in front of her, Elizabeth suddenly felt a sense of pity.

She could guess many things, but she didn't want to. Because if everything was as she guessed, Elizabeth would be desperate and feel that the world was too dark and heartless.

She would rather everything not be true and have no relatives in this world except Alice and Samuel.

Elizabeth sneered, "Declan, I wish you a lifetime of finally finding your granddaughter. Your daughter is gone. Of course, you need to protect your granddaughter. Seeing you protect her like this, your daughter in heaven must be very comforted, right? Mr. Jones, may I ask, have you dreamed of your daughter over the years? When you dream of her, do you tell her, 'I'm taking care of your daughter?' Do you see your daughter smiling or crying?"

Elizabeth's words were so inexplicable that even the shrewd Declan didn't understand. He couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by that?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "Nothing. I just wanted to remind you that if you're so confident that your condition for Alexander is to divorce me and then help him acquire an island, why are you here threatening me? Can I assume that you're out of options and have to come here to threaten me?"

Declan was silent, feeling a sense of guilt as if his secret had been exposed.

Elizabeth calmly said, "Sorry, Mr. Jones, I work here, and my position doesn't qualify me to use such a high-end VIP room for meetings. I have to get back to work. Goodbye!"

With that, Elizabeth turned and left.

Declan was silent.

Beside him, Aiden smiled and said to Declan, "Mr. Jones, Elizabeth is just an ordinary designer in our company, but due to Mr. Windsor's influence, we really don't dare to do anything to her."

Declan sighed, "I know."

He felt powerless.

This time, in the confrontation with Elizabeth, he was completely crushed by her.

As soon as Elizabeth left, Declan immediately called Clara. On the other end, Clara eagerly asked, "Grandpa, did Elizabeth beg for mercy and admit her mistake? Did she say she would wear a pair of old shoes?"

Declan suppressed his anger and calmly said to Clara, "Clara, when will you learn to be calm, patient, and composed?"

Clara immediately cried, "Grandpa, I'm sorry; it's my fault. Grandpa, I was just so aggrieved that day. You don't know that Elizabeth used Alexander's influence to publicly humiliate me and made me wear old shoes around my neck. Grandpa, you see Elizabeth as honest and simple, but she's just pretending. She's actually very malicious and scheming."

Declan immediately softened, saying, "I know, and I've already put pressure on Alexander."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Clara smiled through her tears.

"Remember what I told you; Alexander is someone who responds to softness, not hardness. In a few days, you will still have the opportunity to attend the Windsor Family banquet, but you must be low-key and humble. Understand?" Declan repeatedly instructed Clara.

Clara quickly said on the phone, "Grandpa, I will do as you say. The dress I ordered for the Windsor Manor banquet is the simplest style. I just want to present myself as a low-key and humble girl."

"Good girl." Declan felt a bit comforted.

"Grandpa, I have another call coming in, and I'll hang up now." Clara hurriedly hung up the phone and quickly answered another call, "Hello, are you calling about my dress?"

The person in charge of the 'Chanel' dress shop immediately said, "Yes, Miss Guise, congratulations; you have received a high-end diamond-studded dress personally gifted by Alexander, the president of the Windsor Group."

Clara was stunned, asking, "What did you say?"
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