Mrs. Carter spoke calmly.
"Enough. It doesn't matter what I say. He's the Old Master's favorite, so his word is the Old Master’s word."
"Sister, what do you mean by that? Are you trying to draw a line between us? I'm your sister!”
Claire was anxious and frightened.
"You’re just not allowed to attend the Carter family's public events in the future. You’re thinking too much."
Mrs. Carter finished speaking and turned to leave.
Claire chased after her. "What about my Riley helping out in Carter Corporation? He specially came back to help Ian."
A trace of impatience crossed Mrs. Carter’s eyes.
"Let's talk about that later. As you can see, the Old Master only believes Ian now. He doesn't listen to me a t all."
"Then what about Riley?"
Mrs. Carter said, "Just let him return to Liberty. Wasn't he doing well there? Why did you tell him to come back?"
Claire was at a loss for words and stopped in her tracks.
Nicole held Clayton's arm and wanted to see if he was still angry or not.
When she turned to the side, she saw a gentle smile at the corner of Clayton’s lips as he looked at her with affection.
She was stunned for a second. "Are you that happy?"
Clayton held her hand tightly.
"Of course. I'm really happy today.”
"If you’re so happy to be scolded, it meant that you mistaking someone else for me was quite worth it, huh?"
Clayton's eyes flickered, and he suddenly leaned into her ear.
"She isn’t worth it, but you are."
Nicole raised her brows. "That so?"
"It was my first time seeing you so angry. You were so beautiful. I was simply mesmerized!"
His voice was alluring and a little ticklish. His tone was low and mellow, extremely pleasant to hear, as if i t could stir up her heart.
Nicole's expression did not change, but her ears turned a little red.
"What nonsense are you saying?"
She hastened her steps and tried to fling his hand away, but it was no use. He held on tightly.
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