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Aaron Willo forced a smile, his white teeth looking grim at night. "How could I not have you?"

Clara Ocean gave a cold shiver. This is the real Aaron Willo, right?

Aaron Willo walks Clara Ocean home.

On the way home, he didn't mention his pink diamond. Instead, he asked, "Clara, who gave you that wonderful pink diamond?"

He didn't like Clara Ocean, but the man who gave Clara Ocean the pink diamond in public hit him in the face.

Aaron Willo became the butt of jokes in posh circles after his repeated embarrassing slings.

"I don't know, but I think he must have misdelivered it."

Clara Ocean said sadly, "I'm not the daughter of the Ocean family. How could he have given me such an expensive pink diamond?"

Aaron Willo thinks Clara Ocean's analysis makes sense.

It's not a gadget that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars. How could you just give it to Clara Ocean?

"Where's the pink diamond?

"I handed it over to the host and asked him to remind them that I'm not the real Ocean family piece."

With the pink diamond still in her bag, she confuses that by directing Aaron Willo's attention to Joy Ocean.

Aaron thought Joy Ocean was a long shot, at least more so than Clara Ocean.

Clara Ocean caught Aaron Willo's calculating eyes out of her corner.

He really thought she was in love with him now, so he didn't even bother to pretend in front of her.

All along, Aaron Willo never mentioned the pink diamond.

Clara Ocean got out of the car as if he'd forgotten, "Goodbye brother Aaron."

The smile on her face disappeared after Aaron Willo's car disappeared into the night.

Clara Ocean took her phone out of her purse and said, "Watch Joy Ocean and pay you."

Joy Ocean didn't have Aaron Willo on her guard, and it was easy to catch her.

...

Aaron Willo was on his way back to his hotel when he got a call from Qin Yaotian.

"Get rid of Clara Ocean in the shortest possible time."

Qin Yaotian, who has an eye on the charity auction, not only knows about Clara Ocean's foot-dragging, but also knows that Aaron Willo impulsively spent a fortune on a worthless pink diamond.

"I will, Dad," he said.

"Thirty million in diamonds for Clara Ocean?"

"No, I'm going to give it to Joy Ocean."

Aaron Willo could tell that Joy Ocean liked him too, and he wanted to get rid of Clara Ocean with Joy Ocean.

Qin Yaotian said well, he believed in Aaron Willo's ability to do things.

He thought it was time to talk to Huaquin Ocean about the marriage contract between the two families. Otherwise, he thought the Qin family was a soft target for him to ravage.

...

Clara Ocean took a taxi to Ink Garden.

The Ink Garden is located in the middle of the mountain, covering an area of more than 300,000 square meters. Its exterior stairs are very ordinary stone gray, black iron gate.

Only after entering did I know that there was a different sky inside.

Clara Ocean has lived here for four years. Standing here now, she is in a daze.

The bouncer at the door spots Clara Ocean. "Who are you looking for?"

"Tink Pori."

"Our Tink Pori doesn't usually see visitors. If you have an appointment with him, you can call me to confirm it."

Clara Ocean shook her head and pulled her jewelry box out of her bag. "I'm not seeing people. I just wanted to give this back to him.

She came here today to return the pink diamond.

When the bodyguard saw the shell jewelry box in Clara Ocean's hand, his look changed, "I'm sorry, miss, but I can't help you with this. You'd better return it yourself!"

At their meeting, it was repeated that the woman who saw the shell jewelry box would let her in to see the ink Shao no matter what she asked.

Clara Ocean frowned. "Doesn't he usually get no customers?"

"There are exceptions."

Clara Ocean: "..."

The housekeeper drove up and collected Clara Ocean into the hall.

The Ink Garden is not decorated in a grand European style, but in a long Chinese style, with the faint scent of incense burning in a copper smoker at hand to calm Clara Ocean's frayed nerves.

The servant brought a pot of fruit tea and a plate of delicate fruit and said, "Miss Clara Ocean, just a moment, Mo Shao will be with you soon."

'Yes,' said the servant.

Clara Ocean's eyes grew long as she looked at the peach blossoms hanging by her tea.

The first time she came here, the housekeeper drove her in and told her to wait for tea and fruit.

It was the exact same scene.

The only difference is that she was full of nervous hesitation and fear of the unknown world. When Tink Pori came down, she asked the servant to show her to her room with no expression.

Though he always kept a cold face, he never treated her badly.

She only had to make him three cups of tea a day, and in the afternoon she wheeled him out into the garden to soak in the sun. The rest of the time was all to herself.

When she wanted to learn, he gave her a master.

When she wanted to play, he gave her a card to the driver.

She was lonely, so he found someone to play with her.

Tink Pori gave her some of the best moments at the end of her life.

At the same time, it was she who killed him.

Clara Ocean believed in the butterfly effect. She didn't want to hurt people who were good to her.

The memory came to an abrupt end when Clara Ocean rubbed her finger against the corner of her eye and a drop gleaned from her fingertip.

Clara Ocean put her jewelry box on the coffee table and stood up to leave, a deep, magnetic male voice behind her.

"No patience at all?

The housekeeper wheeled Tink Pori out of the lift.

Clara Ocean has the bent head of a child who has done something wrong, her white fingers clasped nervously.

Tink Pori: "Sit down."

"Oh."

Clara Ocean sat obediently in the same seat she had just taken.

As she sat down, she suddenly realized, why did she listen to Tink Pori?

Sure enough, the shadow that Tink Pori dominates is too deep.

Tink Pori looked at her for a moment, confused and annoyed, and a smile flashed through the ink eyes.

Clara Ocean pushed the jewelry box to Tink Pori and said, "Here you go, Mr Pori."

"Why not?"

"A gentleman is innocent, but he bears his guilt."

If she is still the daughter of the Ocean family, this pink diamond will give her a lot of halo.

But she is not, soon to leave the Ocean family, become the identity of ordinary people, this pink diamond will bring her death.

She wants to be strong, not hide for a rock.

Tink Pori nodded approvingly, not expecting the girl to see far.

He asked, "This is the pink diamond that every woman in the world wants. Don't you like it?"

"You don't have to have to like it."

At least not when her abilities don't deserve the pink diamond.

Clara Ocean has a crystal clear look in her eyes.

If you have to give up, you have to gain. If you learn to give up and lose weight, life will be lighter.

Tink Pori's appreciation of the little girl becomes stronger and stronger. He asks in a low voice: "You are leaving Ocean family, haven't you thought of finding a backer for yourself?"