Chapter 357 She Will Never Admit Defeat
Oliver and Lila both looked at Clara.
At this moment, Clara was extremely calm, with her eyes filled with venom. "Dad, Mom, we're going to lose no matter what. So why not go all out and make a big scene?"
Clara was truly wicked and bold.
She had thought it through. If she stayed in Sunwillow City, not only would she never marry Alexander, but she might also lose her life.
If she lost her life, she would lose everything.
Clara shared her thoughts with Oliver and Lila, who were both shocked.
After a while, Oliver asked, "Will this work? We're strangers in a strange place, and..."
"If we stay here, we're just waiting to die. We won't even have a chance to live," Clara interrupted immediately. "Dad, are you still reluctant to leave Elizabeth?"
Oliver immediately rebuked, "How could that be! She wants to kill me, and how could I be reluctant to leave her!"
Clara sneered, "That's good."
Then she turned to Lila and asked, "Mom, what do you think?"
Lila didn't respond, busy plotting her own plans.
Mainly, she couldn't bear to leave her lover, who was kept outside.
Oliver had long been impotent, and as a woman who was not yet fifty, how could she live without that man?
"Mom! Say something!" Clara yelled at Lila.
Escaping was already an urgent matter, but Lila was still blushing and daydreaming.
Clara was so angry she wanted to beat Lila up.
Lila snapped back to reality after Clara's yell. "Clara, what did you say?"
"We need to escape! Do you understand, Mom? If we delay, Alexander will mercilessly kill us!" Clara shouted at Lila.
Lila had always doted on Clara. "Clara, we do need to escape, but we have such a big family business. We need at least a couple of days to prepare, at least a day. You have to let me take the jewelry and valuables from the bank. Otherwise, what will we live on?"
Clara nodded. "We have to do it quietly and as quickly as possible. Ideally, we should finish by noon."
"Okay! I'll listen to you!" Lila knew Clara was right. Alexander was currently immersed in his sweet moments with Elizabeth, not having time to deal with the Guise Family.
Luckily, tomorrow was the weekend. It was said that Alexander adored his daughter Alice, and on weekends, he would definitely take Alice and Elizabeth out to play, leaving no time to deal with the Guise Family. They had to seize this golden opportunity to escape.
The next day.
At a little past six in the morning, Clara arrived outside The Jones Mansion.
The one who opened the door was the old butler of the Jones Family.
Seeing Clara, he didn't show much joy. Instead, he said coldly, "Mr. Jones hasn't eaten since he returned. Until now, he hasn't eaten anything and won't let anyone in. He's over eighty years old and just returned from Pariz after seeing a doctor. How can his body take this? Miss Guise, I may say something inappropriate. You are the granddaughter Mr. Jones found. For you, he has almost exhausted all his efforts, but you..."
The butler sighed and said no more.
Clara entered and stood by Declan's bedside.
After the humiliation he suffered yesterday, Declan had lost all his spirit.
He lay in bed, looking very old.
"Grandpa," Clara called softly.
Declan turned his head away.
Clara began to murmur, "I heard from my dad that my Mom was always begging outside. Later, she met my dad, who had just graduated from college, couldn't find a good job, and couldn't afford rent. They barely had enough to eat. Dad saved some food for Mom, and they got together."
"Later, they had me. But my mom was malnourished for years and was too thin. It was difficult for her to give birth to me. Later, she had a massive hemorrhage, so after giving birth to me, she died. The doctor told my dad that if my mom had adequate nutrition and had more strength to give birth to me, she could have been saved."
Hearing Clara's words, Declan, lying in bed, immediately shed tears.
His daughter had fallen to the point of begging, couldn't get enough to eat, and was so weak that she couldn't even give birth to a child, ultimately dying from a massive hemorrhage.
It was the Jones Family's fault!
It was because Declan had always thought his daughter was born of a mistress and had never taken her seriously.
He wiped away his tears and immediately turned around. "Clara, come to me."
"Grandpa," Clara shook her head. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'm sorry! I came today to apologize to you. I want to tell you that I didn't mean to be so arrogant and flamboyant. I just really want to marry Alexander. I have no other choice."
"Six years ago, my dad was a small merchant, surviving between Alexander and Brent. It was really hard. He didn't mean to use Elizabeth to save Alexander and make me take her place. It was really difficult to survive between Alexander and Brent. We had to survive, Grandpa!"
At this moment, Clara was particularly good at playing weak and pitiful in front of Declan.
Declan nodded. "I know, I know, but..."
At this moment, Declan was also in a difficult position.
Regarding Alexander, he could no longer help Clara compete with Elizabeth for him.
Clara interrupted Declan, "Grandpa, I just want to escape. Help us escape."
Declan was stunned. "Clara, what did you say?"
Clara told Declan her plan, which she had thought out at home.
After she finished, she said to Declan, "Grandpa, only you can help us now. Only you! And Alexander doesn't need you anymore. If he doesn't need you, you have no value."
Her words made Declan fall into deep thought.
After a long time, he sighed, "I'll make the arrangements."
"Thank you, Grandpa. I'll always love you!" Clara's face showed a victorious smile.
At the same time, her eyes flashed with fierce malice as she thought, 'Elizabeth, I won't give up!'
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