Daddy Mommy’s Getting Remarried

Chapter 23 

Dressed in a new suit, Walter was expressionless. He glanced at Clara and glared icily at Willard. “This isn’t a nightclub. Don’t embarrass me.” 

Willard quickly apologized. “Sorry, Mr. Colon. I came to ask Vernon about the project, so I called her here. I’ll leave you two to it.” Willard walked off hastily, afraid of being implicated. 

Walter took out Clara’s resignation and threw it back at her. He whispered in her ear, “Resign? Don’t you want to see Marlie again?” 

Clara glared at Walter resentfully. “How can you go back on your word? You promised that I could have Marlie.” 

“No. I never agreed Marlie could remain with a mother who sold herself.” Walter sneered and walked off. 

Clara bit her lip. She didn’t sell herself. She had no idea Richard would do that. Now, she couldn’t explain to Walter. 

Seeing Walter leave, Willard felt relieved. Sometimes, he didn’t dare to speak to him. If they weren’t related and his grandfather hadn’t begged, Walter probably wouldn’t look at Willard twice. That was why Willard wanted to handle big projects independently, rather than always being submissive to Walter. Willard dragged Clara aside. “What’s up between you two? Don’t deny it. I won’t be fooled again.” 

Clara lied, “We met a long time ago at a nightclub. I drugged him and slept with him, then faked a pregnancy so he’d marry me. That’s who I am. Still want me?” Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Willard’s jaw dropped. “Are you out of your mind? You tried to pull a fast one on him? Mr. Colon is the big shot in Zwingenrath and he is loaded. That is impossible.” 

Clara didn’t reply. The impossible had happened. 

“You better stop dreaming. Do you know what happened to the last woman who tried to seduce him?” Willard went on. 

Clara asked, “What?” 

Willard shook his head. “I don’t know. I’ve never seen her again.” 

Clara frowned. What did that mean? Did she die? Clara knew how ruthless Walter was. She had first–hand experience. 

Willard looked at her. “Seriously, you’re still kickin‘? With those ideas, you should’ve long bitten the dust.” Clara didn’t reply. She had indeed “died” many times. 

Something dawned on Willard. “Hold on. Mr. Colon doesn’t set foot in those joints. You can’t have met him there. He only tagged along last time because I decided on the place. You’re pulling my leg again, aren’t you?” 

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4:12 PM 

Clara didn’t bother to explain further. “Believe what you want.” She turned to leave. She was annoyed by everything that had happened. 

“Hey!” Willard called out, but he didn’t dare to harass her anymore. What Clara said could be true. Thinking back, Walter and Clara were off from the beginning. If she had slept with Walter, Willard wouldn’t dare touch her. 

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Walter was dominant, controlling, and possessive. No one should ever break Walter’s rules. Even if it was women Walter no longer wanted, whoever touched them would be punished. Willard wouldn’t risk it. He sucked in a breath. Thank God he had stopped that night. Otherwise, he might be six feet under now.