Chapter 345 Reflecting on Mistakes in Public
"No!" Clara almost collapsed, her face streaked with black mascara from crying, looking so dreadful that she nearly scared Alice.
"No, it's impossible." Clara covered her face, on the verge of breaking down.
Why was she always the one to suffer defeat?
Six years ago, she had already walked down the aisle with Alexander.
Last time, so many people had united to take down Elizabeth, but in the end, Elizabeth still won.
And she had embarrassed herself twice at Elizabeth's workplace!
Clara cried out to Alexander, "Wasn't this dress custom-made and given to me by you? If it wasn't from you, and if this dress belongs to Elizabeth, why am I wearing it? Would I dare to steal something worth two million dollars?"
Clara certainly wouldn't dare to steal it.
Everyone was puzzled, wanting to know the answer.
Many people looked at Alexander, wondering if he would stick to his usual style of not answering anything but just kicking Clara out, or even getting rid of her.
After all, in The Windsor Manor, Clara pretending to be his wife was no small matter.
However, Alexander simply said, "No."
This made everyone even more curious.
Clara was speechless.
She went all out, saying, "Mr. Windsor, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Just as Clara finished speaking, the butler Luca came in, calling out, "Mr. Windsor."
Luca was already terrified.
When he saw Alexander holding hands with Alice and Elizabeth as they entered, Luca knew he was doomed today.
But even so, he still had to do his job, otherwise, Alexander would have a thousand ways to make his life a living hell.
"What is it?" Alexander asked.
"At the door, someone says they have something for you; is that true?"
Alexander said, "Let him in!"
"Yes, Mr. Windsor." Luca immediately turned and left.
At this moment, the large hall was filled with whispers.
What exactly was Alexander doing?
"Alexander! You must give me an explanation today!" Declan insisted on standing up for Clara.
"Grandpa Jones, what explanation do you want?" Alexander retorted, and without waiting for Declan to answer, he continued, "Your grandson Simon had clearly arranged to come to the banquet today with my assistant's cousin. But why did you lock him in a guest room at the Windsor Manor and take away his phone?"
"What? Mr. Jones is too authoritarian!"
"Declan would do such a thing?"
"His grandson is an adult."
Listening to the surrounding discussions, Declan tried to stay calm, saying, "This is a family matter! The Jones Family doesn't require the woman to be wealthy or of high status, but she must have some decency. How can we accept a woman who associates with unruly and unscrupulous people as my grandson's wife?"
Elizabeth immediately asked, "Who is this unruly woman you speak of?"
Declan remained silent.
Elizabeth pressed on, asking, "Is it me? At this banquet, Julia is just my friend, so should I assume you're talking about me?"
Declan coldly replied, "It's best if you admit it yourself."
Elizabeth sneered, "I admit I'm friends with Julia, but when have I ever been unruly? From beginning to end, I've only been with Alexander. When I was pregnant with Alexander's child, your granddaughter Clara had nothing to do with him. Not six years ago, and even now, my husband has never touched her! So, may I ask where the child she aborted came from? Speaking of being unruly, you must be talking about Clara."
These words were enough to make Declan's face turn red.
"Elizabeth, don't slander Clara!" Lila immediately shouted, "You ungrateful bitch!"
Elizabeth turned and sneered at Lila, "Lila, don't you think there's something wrong with the letter my mom left for Oliver? Or are you feeling guilty, so you don't dare to?"
Elizabeth's mention triggered Lila.
Lila immediately started hitting Oliver, shouting, "Oliver, you bastard, what kind of relationship did you have with Elizabeth's mother? If you don't explain it to me today, I'll beat you to death or bite you to death."
With that, Lila began to hit Oliver.
Oliver remained silent.
In the family banquet hall of The Windsor Manor, Clara was already in a difficult position, and now Lila was causing more trouble. Oliver didn't know if they could even leave The Windsor Manor alive.
He raised his hand and slapped Lila hard across the face, knocking out one of her teeth.
"Mom." Clara immediately cried and rushed over.
"Stop! Stop!" Declan shouted twice.
At this moment, he was so angry that he felt dizzy.
For a moment, Declan even thought that this granddaughter Clara he had found was nothing but trouble.
How could his daughter have given birth to such a foolish and tactless daughter?
Declan had lived a long life, never begging anyone, never treating anyone unfairly, and now in his old age, he was going all out for Clara. He was trying every possible way to fight for Clara's interests, but how could Clara's family be so impatient?
"Clara! Oliver! Mrs. Guise! If you three don't shut up, even I won't forgive you! Oliver, Mrs. Guise, do you want to rot in prison?" Declan said coldly.
These words immediately silenced them.
They all looked at Declan, pinning all their hopes on him.
They knew that if Declan didn't protect them, they wouldn't leave alive.
"Come behind me! Stand here and reflect on your mistakes in front of everyone!" Declan immediately ordered.
Oliver, a small business owner in Sunwillow City, was fifty years old.
Lila, a wealthy lady, dressed in luxury.
And Clara, who half an hour ago was still commanding respect, admired by everyone present.
At this moment, the whole family was reflecting on their mistakes in front of everyone.
Their dignity was trampled on.
But what choice did they have?
If they didn't comply, they would lose their lives.
They stood obediently in front of everyone like tamed dogs.
Only then did Declan, thick-skinned, say to Alexander, "Alexander, for the sake of my..."
Before he could finish, Alexander raised his hand to stop him, "No!"
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