Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 54 Not Appropriate for Our Family

This was a very large villa. In front of the villa, there parked many luxurious cars. Beautiful young girls

were stepping out of the cars with the help of handsome fellas.

Clara was in a trance.

Was this the kind of banquet?

It was really the same as in TV series.

She was a little spaced out. She just let Horace lead her into the villa.

Along the way, they met a lot of people, who seemed to be either a Kirkland or an old friend of the

family, so they all knew the identity of Horace, and showed a polite and respectful smile. "Mr. Kirkland."

Those people were all gentle, but Clara still realized that they couldn't help glancing at her with

curiosity.

Clara tried her best to ignore those gazes and followed Horace into the villa.

The banquet hall in the villa was very large, noble and elegant. Horace took Clara to the main table.

From a distance, Clara saw Ashlee and Darren.

Wearing a grey suit, well cut, Darren looked very handsome. Wearing a bright yellow dress, Ashlee

looked as beautiful as a blooming flower.

"Hey, Horace, you are here!"

The first one to see Clara and Horace was a man sitting next to Darren. He looked less than fifty years

old and his features were bright and upright. But his eyes revealed sophistication that Clara felt a little

uncomfortable.

She immediately guessed that this man should be Horace's brother, Darren's father, Sean.

Soon, his eyes fell on Clara. With a meaningful smile on his face, he said, "You must be my sister-in-

law. I've heard a lot about you. Come and sit down."

Clara sat down at the table with Horace. Soon, Horace began to introduce the people present. Clara

greeted them politely one by one.

The first one to be introduced was Russell. Although Clara had met him once, she didn't leave a good

impression on him, so she had to be nicer to him now.

Russell snorted and said nothing.

Then Horace introduced Sean who was still looking at her up and down, which made Clara very

uncomfortable.

Then came Darren and Ashlee. The moment Darren saw Clara, a glimmer of surprise flashed across

his eyes, but soon he returned to his indifferent look.

As for Ashlee, she looked at Clara with jealousy in her eyes.

She didn't expect that Clara would become so beautiful. Clara almost surpassed her in beauty.

What surprised her more was Horace, who was with Clara.

Although she had known that Horace was handsome and capable, he was still a cripple. Ashlee

disdained him before.

But at this time, seeing Horace in person, Ashlee finally understood what was an elite.

She had always thought that Darren was the best man she had ever seen, but compared with Horace, ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Darren was still too young and ordinary.

Horace wore a simple black suit today, but he looked different from others. He was calm but also

flamboyant, low-key and elegant and somewhat sexy.

Ashlee was stunned.

If Horace hadn't been sitting on a wheelchair, she would have thought that Darren who she had tried

her best to get was no better than Horace.

After introducing the Kirkland family members, the maids finally began to serve the dishes.

Looking at the table full of delicacies in front of her, Clara didn't dare to eat at will. She ate slowly and

took small a small bit every time.

It seemed that Horace noticed Clara's cautious actions, so he picked up some food from his plate and

put them onto hers.

Such a seemingly casual action made many people at the table to change their faces.

There was a flash of surprise in Russell's eyes, and the way he looked at Clara was a little different.

While Sean's face darkened. No one knew what he was thinking.

And the one who couldn't hold his horses was Darren.

Looking at the intimate behavior between Clara and Horace, he felt that the fire in his chest was

burning again.

A hint of anger flashed through his eyes. Suddenly, he sneered, "Horace really loves my aunt."

Clara's hand holding chopsticks suddenly froze.

What did Darren want to do?

Horace glanced at him indifferently. "Is there anything wrong with loving my wife?"

The anger in Darren's eyes was even greater. When he spoke again, his tone had become strange.

"Yes, it's true that you love her, but aunt's character may not deserve your love."

These words were like a dull thunder bomb. Suddenly, there was a dead silence on the main table, and

everyone's faces changed.

Clara's face turned pale.

However, Horace's face turned extremely cold. "What do you want to say, Darren?"

"I don't want to say anything," seeing that Horace seemed to be angry, Darren was in a better mood.

"But Clara and I happened to be in the same university, so I know something about her school days."

Hearing that Darren kept them in suspense, Russell was the first one to lose his patience.

He put down his chopsticks heavily and said impatiently, "Spit it out. Don't beat around the bush. It's

annoying."

Clara had heard that Russell was born in a military family and had made a great contribution to the

army. After retiring from the army, he went into business. With his wisdom and skills, he quickly gained

a firm foothold in Stratmont.

But after all, Russell came out of the military camp. In his life, he didn't care about the details and hated

others to play tricks on him.

Hearing his great grandpa's reproach, Darren's face turned pale, but he quickly said, "Great Grandpa,

as far as I know, Clara had done something to sell herself when she was still a student. I really don't

think it's appropriate for such a woman to enter our family."

The last trace of blood on Clara's face faded away.

She was not in a hurry to explain, nor was she angry. She just raised her head and stared at Darren

sitting opposite her.

After saying that, the anger in his chest was released. He wanted to take a look at Clara complacently,

but when he raised his head, he saw Clara's pale face and clear eyes.

That look…

That look showed more incredibility than reproach.

For a moment, it was like a needle stabbing into his heart.

He was stunned.

At this moment, he suddenly regretted his impulse just now. He wanted to say something, but all of a

sudden, he heard a scream from the guest at the next table—

"Oh my God! What's that?"