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"Babe, you already drank enough. No more alcohol."
"Get off! I don't wanna being disturb!" Arthur push harder a beautiful brunette woman beside him.
"Ouch, my hand! It hurts!" she whined.
Arthur stared at Cindy for quite a while, his long fingers caressing the cheek of the beautiful woman who worked as a model. "No... there's nothing," he said.
"Arthur..." Cindy returned her lover's gaze meaningfully. "Don't lie to me, I know you're thinking about something. Tell me, what is it?"
'How can I tell her? Cindy can't know now! I don't want to ruin her mental state and become a burden on her mind!'
"Really, it's nothing, honey. I'm just tired and exhausted from dealing with endless work," explained Arthur, kissing his lover's forehead. "Does it hurt?"
"Of course! You pushed me and I fell!" said Cindy in her sweet voice. Everyone in the city of Vellfire knew that Cindy was Arthur Volkskrant's girlfriend, but what this woman didn't know was the man's family background because Arthur had never revealed his true identity.
"Why don't you just give it to your assistant if you're tired, honey. Doesn't a manager have an assistant?" asked Cindy as she held Arthur's hand.
'If Cindy knew who I really was, I couldn't imagine what her days would be like.'
"Yes, of course I do. But you know me, right? I hate to bother other people," Arthur replied.
"But..." Cindy's voice trailed off.
"Why, dear? Is something bothering you?"
"When are you going to introduce me to your grandfather? Haven't we been together for almost two years? Why haven't you introduced me to him yet?" Cindy whined.
"I will definitely introduce you to him. But not now, he's still very busy. When he returns to the city, I will introduce you to him right away. Okay?"
"Really?" Cindy immediately became enthusiastic.
"Yes, of course! When have I ever lied to you?" he said, kissing her sexy lips.
'If it weren't for the fact that you're rich and handsome, I wouldn't have accepted your kiss, Arthur Volkskrant!' Cindy thought to herself.
***
Clara, who had finished accepting the dinner invitation, was about to leave Garcia's residence, but Reinhard stopped her and asked her to stay at his place for a few days.
"The night air is calming, but it's not healthy," said Reinhard, who suddenly came and sat next to Clara.
"But I really like the night air, Mr. Reinhard. Especially when combined with the silence... it's a truly soothing combination," explained Clara.
"That kid isn't home yet! Really!" Reinhard shook his head, his expression looking very angry.
"Just let it be, Mr. Reinhard. Arthur is difficult to grow up, he must know the consequences."
"He is indeed an adult in terms of age. But in terms of thinking, Arthur is completely unreliable!"
"Then does Arthur know about the will, Mr. Reinhard?"
"No! He has no idea! I'm only going to tell him at my birthday party later."
Clara nodded. She knew very well the background and capabilities of the Garcia family. With the power she possessed, if she succeeded in becoming a member of the Garcia family, not only would she gather the strength to rebuild her family's hotel, but it would also be possible to take revenge on the Ficanto and Danton families at the same time.
"What is your next plan, sir? Wouldn't it be better to execute it sooner rather than later?"
"Haha, you are just like your grandfather, Lyon Delevon, Miss Clara. The most impatient man I have ever known, even though we have been friends for a very long time," Reinhard joked.
"Is that so? Unfortunately, I never knew my grandfather... not after what happened to my parents!" Clara's tone softened and implied a million meanings.
"Don't worry, Miss Clara. Your marriage to Arthur must and will happen! I will make it happen!" Reinhard said firmly.
"Thank you, Mr. Reinhard. I appreciate your efforts." Clara nodded, feeling confident this time.
'So that's how it is! So my marriage to that woman has been arranged for a long time! Just wait and see what I'll do to you, Clara Delevon!'
***
The next day, Clara was getting ready to wake up and have breakfast. The sound of knocking on her door startled her. The insistent knocking annoyed her a little.
When she opened it, Clara was surprised to see Arthur standing at her door.
"Wow... wow, what brings young Mr. Garcia to my room so early in the morning?" Clara teased, leaning her body against the door.
"I just want to remind you, Miss Clara! Don't get your hopes up too much about our marriage because I'm no longer crazy about you!" Arthur replied arrogantly.
"Is that so? Am I not good enough than her?"
"She is a thousand times better than you!" Arthur growled, but Clara responded casually. The woman even smiled and said, "Want to bet? Me or your Cindy, who's the best?"
Arthur grew even more annoyed. His fists clenched tightly, and Clara glanced briefly at the man who had once loved her.
Not wanting to argue and waste time, Arthur left Clara's room. The woman put on a mocking smile and waved her hand, but as soon as Reinhard's grandson was out of sight, Clara's expression changed. Sadness mixed with anger, not because of the CEO candidate's words, but because of her bitter memories of the man who did not deserve her heart and love.
"Good morning." Clara came down to greet Reinhard and Arthur.
"Good morning, Miss Clara," Reinhard replied with a smile. "Why didn't you say hello, you little brat!?" the grandfather glared sharply.
"Morning!" Arthur greeted coldly.
"It's okay, Mr. Reinhard. Mr. Arthur greeted me first. Isn't that right?" Clara smiled as if mocking him.
"Really? Arthur?" Reinhard turned to his only grandson.
"Miss Clara is exaggerating, Grandpa."
"But it's true," replied Clara.
"Are we going to have breakfast or prolong this useless discussion?" Arthur glared sharply at Clara.
"Oops, sorry. Please," said Clara, crossing one arm over her chest.
"Why are you so rude to Miss Clara, you brat! She's your future wife! Is that how you treat the woman who will be your life partner!" Reinhard scolded harshly.
"To me, she's nothing more than a cheap seductress, Grandpa!"
"What!" Reinhard stood up and slapped Arthur so hard that several of the Garcia family's servants were startled.
"Mr. Reinhard, please control your emotions. It's okay, I understand how Mr. Arthur feels."
"It's good that you understand! Get out of here immediately and don't ever show your face in front of me or Grandpa again!"
"You!!" the grandfather pointed at Arthur with glaring eyes, while Clara casually responded to Arthur's sarcastic words.
"I wish I could, but unfortunately, it seems I can't, Mr. Arthur," Clara replied.
"What!?"