Trapped Married By Young Master - Chapter 97

At the Edward family residence.

“Dad, are you kidding me? I’m getting ready to buy a new dress so don’t scare me.” A smile full of compulsion etched on Clara’s curved lips that were polished with glamorous lipstick with unpredictable durability.

In Mr. Edward’s study, which is dominated by white with a few soft and refreshing touches of color in some corners, Clara looked more like an antagonist who wanted to destroy the residence.

She laughed blandly like someone who had lost her most precious treasure but she was forced to look happy. “Dad must be angry because I acted badly in the boutique, right? Hah…..hahahahaha!”

The room that had always been cold and cool now seemed hot and stuffy to Clara. Even her hands brushed the air a few times so that there was a little wind that hit her already seething face.

The window was wide open. Clara’s slender body was like a model standing there with a bland laugh of disbelief. Her eyes filled with make-up now scanned the calm, unshaken lake water.

It seemed that the conditions on the lake were in stark contrast to what was happening in Mr. Edward’s study at that time.

Now that bland laugh turned into a sly smile peppered with a hint of fear. It seemed that Clara was ready to go crazy at this point.

“You want me to fix it right, Dad? You want me to apologize to the boutique for the sake of clearing my name right?” Clara swung back to approach her father who was still mute and just watching her. Her father’s two eyes were cloudy and tired.

“Alright, alright. This time I gave up and let dad win. Even though the case is clear, they ignore customers and refuse to serve them fully.” Clara took her cell phone from her bag.

The search on the shopping center’s official website began. With persistence and emotional outburst, Clara traced the contact from customer service who could be contacted.

“It’s ringing,” Clara quipped when she managed to find a contact from customer service and had even dialed the number.

“Hello,” Clara greeted calmly and softly. However, behind it all, Mr. Edward knew that his daughter was harboring the flames of anger directed at him. Clara’s face also couldn’t be deceived in the slightest. The twitch in the corner of her mouth said it all.

“It’s me, Clara Van Edward.”

Mr. Edward just wanted to see how far his daughter could go in the face of disappointment. He expects a mature demeanor like the daughter of a civilized and well-mannered conglomerate. Moreover, they will be side by side with the Hudan family soon (if they don’t fail).

Clara will not only protect the good name of the Edward family, but one day she will also protect the good name of the Hudan family. All customer trust will depend on Clara’s attitude.

During this time, Mr. Edward always watched his daughter from afar. When Clara makes a small mistake then he will assume that Clara is on the way to learning to be a better woman. Therefore Mr. Edward chose to let Clara do as she pleased.

However, after what happened six months ago, Mr. Edward’s view of Clara changed.

“This kid will become a devil if I don’t stop her soon.” That’s what Mr. Edward said when he found Clara almost bumping into another woman just because she showed an interest in Evan. Clara deliberately bumped into the foreign woman.

The legal process was almost on its way. Clara was lucky at that time because her father chose a peaceful way by giving the victim some money to keep her mouth shut.

“I want to speak to the De’Rouse boutique manager right now.”

“There is no point.” Mr. Edward finally spoke up. His hands were still clenched. His pose is like a mafia leader who is determining the furthest path from the word risky which must be chosen in smuggling something.

“What do you mean, Dad?” Clara’s cell phone was already away from the woman’s ear. Her hair, which was styled very smooth and straight, couldn’t cover her ears, which had been pierced last year to keep up with the current fashion trends.

“Bruno, explain to her!” A father is still a father. Even though Mr. Edward tried to be firm, his heart, which loved his only daughter, seemed unable to convey bad news as a whole.

It was Bruno who finally came forward to explain the chronology in detail to Clara. His decisiveness and discipline didn’t last long when he spoke directly to her. Clara is a demon that just bloomed from the pit of hell.

So when you do something wrong to her eyes you can be roasted in the flames or torn apart using her sharp fangs.

“So this morning Grand Lady came to visit, Miss. And she…” Bruno swallowed hard. A thousand grains of sand were stuffing his throat, that’s how it felt. “And she canceled the appointment tonight.”

Bruno forced himself to hold his head very masculinely. He was a man in his fifties who possessed a vitality that could not be played with. For some reason, Luci will meet many people who have strong body vitality.

“Daddy, this isn’t right, is it? Let’s just say that Dad is punishing me for my mistake at the boutique earlier. But tell me that THIS IS ALL A LIE!!!” Clara’s voice boomed throughout Mr. Edward’s study. Even her voice had infiltrated to fill the living room on the first floor.

One of the servants jumped up and almost dropped Mr. Edward’s rare expensive urn.

“Gosh – gosh! Miss is throwing a tantrum again?” Her face lifted to look at the door of Mr. Edward’s study which was upstairs. Something was breaking up there.

Clara had had a ‘tantrum’. She broke down anything she could find. Even Mr. Edward’s belongings and documents did not escape the indiscriminate attacks of her madness.

“THIS IS A LIE! THIS IS JUST A LIE!” Clara roared without stopping to slam things at will.

It had been a long time since she had ‘tantrums’ like that. Usually, Clara just slams some of her belongings that she feels are not important and can be bought again. But now Clara is slamming and breaking all of her own father’s collections which have fantastic value and rarity that can’t be underestimated.

“Master, it could all be ruined later.” Bruno tried to persuade Mr. Edward to intervene. No one else can stop Clara except her father.

“Let her! Then she will stop on her own.” Mr. Edward was like a sturdy stick stuck in the middle of a stormy sea and thunder. So calm and not provoked in the slightest. His eyes were even always watching every move from Clara that broke or crashed all his belongings.

Mr. Edward knows that Clara will only experience a ‘tantrum’ when her anger has reached the top and can’t be tolerated again. In addition to pressing anger, she will feel deep disappointment as well as sadness.

In silence, Mr. Edward was watching how far Clara would express her desire to be with Evan Robert Hudan. And when Clara had managed to slam a glass table at the end of the room, Mr. Edward was able to analyze the percentage.

‘100,000% (One million percent). Clara wants Evan Robert Hudan with a percentage of one million percent. She can destroy the world if she can’t marry that CEO,’ thought Mr. Edward.

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