Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 51

Stunned, Clara took a few steps forward and found that the thing in Horace's hand was a pendant.

The pendant was an exquisite crystal pendant. It was obviously a more feminine style, very beautiful.

Clara was stunned.

Horace... Was he staring at a woman's pendant in a daze?

Who was the owner of this pendant? Was it the woman that Horace liked?

Somehow, this idea came to her mind, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She quickly shook her head and suppressed the strange feeling in her heart.

Clara, you had to remember who you were and what you should do. Now that you had known that Horace married you just for a nominal wife, what else did you expect?

Never expect anything that didn't belong to you. As an illegitimate daughter, didn't you understand this point at a very young age?

When Clara was in a trance, Horace suddenly turned his head and saw her. He frowned and said, "Why is your hair still wet? I told you that you should blow-dry your hair after shower."

It was not until then that Clara came back to her senses. She gave a wry smile and began to blow her head obediently.

He walked to her and put away the pendant in his hand. He said calmly, "This weekend Darren is going to hold an introduction party for his fiancée. Get ready and attend it with me."

Hearing that, Clara's hand froze all of a sudden. Looking at Horace standing behind her in the mirror, she hesitated, "Do I have to go?"

When she saw the coldness on Horace's face, she quickly said, "I see. I'll go."

One can escape a moment, but he can't run away forever at all. It was impossible for her to not see Darren and Ashlee all her life.

Horace's face softened a little and nodded, "Don't be nervous. I have ordered a dress for you. You can go to the store and take your measurements tomorrow."

Clara knew that a lot of people would come to the party. Although it was an introduction of Ashlee, she had to be more careful since it was the first time for her to appear in public as the wife of Horace. So, she nodded and agreed.

On the second day, Clara finished her interview early and came to the boutique that Horace told her to measure the size.

Clara had never been to such a place, so she was a little reserved. Fortunately, Horace was very considerate. Since he didn't have time, so he asked Isaac to accompany her.

"Mrs. Kirkland," Isaac had been waiting at the door of the boutique for a long time. When he saw Clara, he opened the door for her. "This way."

Following him, Clara saw the delicate decoration of the boutique. There were only a few customers in the shop, mainly the sales clerk.

When Clara came to the second floor, several beautiful girls came up to measure her size. She awkwardly raised her hand as to let them do the job. When she was looking forward to the end of all this, she suddenly heard a surprised voice—

"Clara?"

She was stunned. She turned around and saw Ashlee who had just gone upstairs looking at her in shock.

Clara's heart thumped.

What a small world! Why did she meet Ashlee?

This boutique was the best custom-made shop in the city, and Ashlee also came here to make the clothes for the weekend banquet. But Ashlee never thought that she would meet Clara, that bumpkin!

"Clara," Ashlee walked over in her orange and pink high-heeled shoes. "Why are you here? A poor woman like you can also come here?"

There was no one else around Ashlee at this time. Therefore, she didn't hide her arrogant and domineering side to his nature at all. Her tone of speaking to Clara was full of sarcasm.

Clara's eyes turned cold. Before she could say anything, Isaac, who was standing next to her, stood out and said expressionlessly, "Miss, please pay attention to your tone when you talk to Mrs. Kirkland."

"Mrs. Kirkland?" Ashlee was so shocked that her eyes were about to fall out, but she was observant in some ways. Looking at the man in front of Clara, she knew that he was not an ordinary person, so she didn't lose her temper for the time being.

At the same time, the shop assistants had measured the size of Clara. Clara didn't want to have anything to do with Ashlee at all. She quickly said, "Isaac, let's go."

Isaac nodded and gave a cold glance at Ashlee. Then he escorted Clara downstairs.

Seeing that Clara ignored her and left, Ashlee was so angry that she stamped her feet. The sales clerk next to her was frightened and could only ask in a trembling voice, "Miss Middleton, are you ready for taking the measurements?"

Ashlee then realized something. She looked at the shop assistants and said sharply, "Tell me, who is that woman?"

Ashlee was a regular customer of this shop. These shop assistants had long known her domineering personality, so they didn't dare to act rashly at this time. Moreover, in their eyes, there was no need to hide the identity of Clara. So, they answered honestly, "She is Mr. Kirkland's wife."

"Mr. Kirkland?" Ashlee widened her eyes. "Which Mr. Kirkland?"

"The CEO of Solrace Corporation, Horace Kirkland."

Ashlee's jaw dropped and she almost fell down.

Others didn't know who Horace was, but as Darren's fiancée, she knew.

He was the youngest uncle of Darren, the Second Young Master of the Kirkland family.

Ashlee's face turned pale. She couldn't believe what she had heard.

The man that Clara had married was supposed to be a poor man who couldn't even afford a diamond ring? How could it be Horace Kirkland!

All of a sudden, she grabbed her bag, rushed downstairs, sat in the car and shouted, "Go to GLAM right now!"

After arriving at GLAM, Ashlee rushed in directly. The receptionist asked her who she was looking for in a hurry. She said impatiently, "I'm looking for your chief editor. I'm his fiancée."

Upon hearing this, the receptionist took Ashlee to look for Darren in person.

As soon as Ashlee entered the office of Darren, Isaac sent Clara to the downstairs of the magazine.

As soon as Clara returned to the office, she found that the atmosphere was very strange.

Everyone was not busy with their work. Instead, they sat together and discussed something eagerly.

Seeing that Clara came in, Diane was the first one to straighten up. She couldn't hide the complacent smile on her face, "Oh, Clara, how dare you come back? Aren't you afraid of being caught by Mr. Kirkland's wife?"

Diane's words perplexed Clara. Sarah quickly pulled her to the corner and said in a hused voice, "Clara, do you know that the fiancée of the chief editor is here?"

Clara was stunned.

Ashlee was here?

What was she doing here?

On the other side, the atmosphere in the chief editor's office was particularly tense.

Standing in front of the desk, Ashlee screamed with her beautiful eyes wide open, "Darren! Why didn't you tell me that Clara is the new wife of your uncle?"