Chapter 348 What Are Your Intentions?
Clara, with a face smeared with dirt, looked at Alexander, half-crying, half-smiling, "You say it."
"When my wife Elizabeth and I went to try on dresses, we didn't know you had also ordered this minimalist style from 'Chanel' because it has a policy that customer information cannot be disclosed. Elizabeth liked your simple style, so we asked the staff if we could exchange her diamond-studded style for your minimalist one. To avoid any trouble, I had the staff inform the orderer that the dress was given by the CEO of the Windsor Group."
Clara fell silent.
Alexander turned to the staff who had come with the shoes and asked, "Four days ago, did I say that?"
The staff immediately and respectfully said to Alexander, "Mr. Windsor, we really did tell Miss Guise exactly that, but we don't know how she understood it as you personally chose the style for her. Miss Guise, we said this to you in the store, and we have surveillance footage to prove it."
Clara squeezed out her tears, wiping her bloody hands randomly, but had nothing to say.
The staff's words were indeed detailed at the time, but Clara didn't hear them at all.
What she heard was what she wanted to hear, 'Alexander, the dress was paid for by Alexander, personally delivered by Alexander.'
But even this information was enough for Clara to imagine.
Then she sweetened it in her mind, turning it into a dress that Alexander personally customized for her, extremely luxurious and unique. Clara then imagined that Alexander would formally introduce her to his friends and family. Everything seemed so logical.
"Mr. Windsor, may I leave now?" The staff asked respectfully after explaining to Alexander.
Alexander nodded, "Alright."
After the staff left, Alexander looked at everyone present, his expression neither cold nor warm, very steady, and said, "Originally, my marriage should be private matters. I can inform everyone, or I have the right not to tell anyone. Unfortunately, my wife has been repeatedly oppressed and bullied by you people. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
His question scared many people present into shivering suddenly.
Many blurted out, "No, Mr. Windsor, we all think Mrs. Windsor is very perfect."
"I've never bullied Mrs. Windsor."
"Me neither."
"Sorry, Mrs. Windsor. I was stupid before; can you forgive me this once?"
These words were very soft.
But they came one after another.
In these voices, Alexander spoke again, this time to Declan, "Can you release your grandson Simon? Simon is my wife’s friend Julia's date today. If he doesn't come out, Julia will be alone today."
Actually, Alexander knew where Simon was being held by Declan.
He could even release Simon himself.
But Alexander wanted to give Declan a warning.
Declan had repeatedly violated his authority, doing such outrageous things, and Alexander had never held him accountable, partly because Declan had saved Esme's life when he was in power and had helped the Garcia Family.
Later, during the internal strife of the Windsor Family, Declan remained neutral, helping no one.
Because of Declan's neutrality, Alexander had once greatly respected him.
But in the past six years, Declan had gone mad over Clara, his granddaughter whose true identity was still uncertain.
It was time for Declan to stop.
Declan's face looked terrible, and he was even a bit unsteady on his feet.
It was hard to believe how an eighty-year-old man could hold on.
Actually, Declan was in good health, having been physically fit since he was young. Alexander had privately consulted about his condition during his treatment in Pariz, and he was fine.
He did everything for Clara.
At that time, he was afraid Clara would be punished by Alexander in Sunwillow City, so he insisted on taking Clara to Pariz for treatment.
Under Alexander's direct questioning, Declan said awkwardly, "Simon is at The Windsor Manor. If you want to release him, why go through me?"
Alexander smiled, "True!"
Then he immediately ordered Luca, "Go! Release Simon immediately!"
Luca nodded, "Yes, Mr. Windsor!"
"Wait!" Alexander called out again.
Luca looked at Alexander nervously, "Mr. Windsor?"
"Simon is my guest. Your act of detaining him privately has violated the family rules. You must apologize to him!" Alexander said coldly.
Luca immediately broke into a cold sweat, "Yes, Mr. Windsor, I understand. I will apologize and release Mr. Jones, then come back here to accept my punishment."
With that, Luca ran off immediately.
He knew that his previous suppression of Elizabeth and flattery of Clara before were enough for Alexander to punish him severely.
He couldn't escape, so he might as well confess and accept his punishment.
In less than two minutes, Simon was brought over by Luca, seeing the chaotic yet silent scene, with most people sitting properly in their seats, except for Declan, who was red-faced, head down, and full of resentment, and the three people behind Declan, Oliver, Lila, and Clara.
Oh my!
The three of them looked so miserable.
Oliver was slightly better, at least his clothes were neat.
But Lila was a mess, her hair disheveled, looking as if she had just been assaulted.
The most pitiful one was Clara, because her face was simply hideous.
Such a family made Simon feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
He called out, "Grandpa."
Declan remained calm, "Simon, whose date are you? Since you agreed, you are her date today."
At this moment, Simon couldn't say anything.
No matter how many questions he had, he could only ask Declan at home. As for Clara's family, Simon thought they deserved it.
He turned to Julia and said apologetically, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."
"It's okay." Julia smiled cheerfully.
She linked her arm with Simon's and walked to Robert and Harper, the four of them standing in front of Elizabeth.
Julia said to Elizabeth with a proud tone, "Elizabeth, with us together, let's see who dares to bully you."
Hearing this, Declan, who had been hanging his head, first sighed deeply, then sneered, "Since things have come to this point, I have nothing to hide."
With that, he looked coldly at Elizabeth, "Elizabeth, I ask you directly, what are your intentions? Speak honestly!"
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