"You’re part of the Grant Family, even without this money, they’re not going to abandon you!"
In her past life, she was truly too foolish, manipulated by the Grant Family.
Only after the marriage did she realize that the Grant Family was involved in illegal projects and needed funds to fill the gaps.
Samuel Grant made an agreent within the Grant Family, exchanging ten billion for the chance to beco the Grant Group’s heir!
"Clara, but even with this, I still can’t get recognized. In the Grant Family, anyone can suppress ..."
Samuel Grant’s voice was sowhat hoarse, "You love , can you really stand watching being oppressed by them all the ti?"
Clara Bennett just coldly stared at him, unmoved.
"If you want respect, you should prove yourself with your own efforts, relying on a woman—is that true ability? Samuel Grant, do you love as a person, or only my money?"
"Of course, I love you!" Samuel Grant lowered his head and said, his attitude beca much softer, "Clara, if you doubt my feelings, I will never bring this up again in the future..."
Every ti he was so humble, Clara Bennett would usually soften and then agree to his requests.
Originally, she thought this ti would be no exception.
Unexpectedly...
"Then don’t ntion it! I have many things waiting for to deal with, I have to go now."
Ha!
Clara Bennett sneered.
This tactic of chasing while feigning restraint, he really didn’t find it annoying!
At this mont, a black large G slowly drove into the courtyard.
The driver respectfully opened the car door, and a tall, handso man stepped out.
This person was handso, with picturesque features, and when his black eyes looked over, they carried an undeniable authority.
Samuel Grant imdiately straightened his body, appearing both respectful and fearful.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
"Is Adrian Grant ho?"
"I’ll go and call Grandpa right away..."
Samuel Grant hurriedly went inside to inform him, without wasting any ti.
William Foster’s gaze swept toward Clara Bennett, slightly nodding in greeting, "Miss Bennett, we et again."
His deep and magnetic voice sounded particularly pleasing.
Clara Bennett asked in surprise, "Mr. Foster, have we t before?"
"Had the honor to see Miss Bennett dance, truly as beautiful and dynamic as a celestial maiden!"
The man smiled slightly, seemingly with so intent.
We’ve t before?
A trace of confusion flashed in Clara Bennett’s eyes as she recollected but didn’t rember such an experience.
But she knew William Foster’s background—the youngest and most talented in the Foster family, he had taken charge of the Foster family at a young age and was soone Samuel Grant could never outplay.
Clara Bennett suddenly had an idea.
"Mr. Foster, could you give a ride when you leave later?"
William Foster’s eyes flashed with surprise, yet he still politely said, "Apologies, except for my wife, there will be no other won in the car."
In legend, William Foster was a character who did not easily interact with the opposite sex, seemingly with so health problem.
Before he moved to Yland and beca a business phenonon, Samuel Grant’s marriage had already taken place.
Regardless of where capable people go, they can’t hide the powerful aura that naturally cos with them.
If she could marry William Foster and beco Samuel Grant’s aunt by marriage, she could easily crush the opponent, just thinking about it felt thrilling!
Thinking and acting upon it!
Clara Bennett made the boldest decision of her life.
She grabbed his tie, slightly stood on tiptoes, and leaned in closer, her lips slightly lifted.
"Mr. Foster, how about I directly offer myself to you for a transaction?"
As the woman gradually approached, a faint fragrance wafted from the tip of her nose, like lilies after a rain, making people feel relaxed and happy.
"Oh?" The man’s mouth curved up as he looked at her with a smile, his eyes flashing with interest, "Let’s hear it."
He had never seen anyone dare to approach him to negotiate conditions face to face.
"I heard that the Foster family has been pressuring you to marry, but Mr. Foster..."
Clara Bennett glanced at his lower body, "Might have a bit of an unspeakable condition. I know a bit about dicine, perhaps I could help you solve it. If you’re willing, you could be my backer, how about it?"
An unspeakable condition?
He himself didn’t know about this?
William Foster’s deep eyes narrowed slightly, but his face remained composed.
"Who did you hear this from?"
"Of course, your nephew."
Clara Bennett’s rosy lips opened and closed, her tone gentle, "Boss Foster, actually such things are quite common, the key is to address them in ti. Rest assured, I won’t share this with anyone else."
William Foster felt his temple pulse intensely, he usually imrsed himself in work, abstaining from won, afraid of experiencing the sa fate as the old man.
Unexpectedly, such rumors had spread...
"If I’m not mistaken, you should be nearing an engagent with my nephew? Why the sudden change of interest towards ?"
He lowered his head, his voice deep and charming, "Aren’t you afraid that I might tell him?"
"You wouldn’t." Clara Bennett said decisively.
William Foster’s interest deepened, "Why are you so sure?"
"Luna Salt climbed into Sir Foster’s bed and gave birth to Samuel Grant’s mother, Emma Foster. I know you despise manipulative won which makes your relationship with the Grant family very strained, only maintaining surface peace..."
Having said this, Clara Bennett felt slightly nervous.
Many know the secrets of these elite families, but no one dares to say it directly to him.
Since she has spoken, she was prepared to face the potential anger it could incite.
"Miss Bennett, you are indeed bold, but you haven’t answered my earlier question. Why decide to turn against Samuel Grant at this mont?"
Clara Bennett recalled past events, her eyes glinting with hatred.
"Because he killed four innocent people and completely ruined my life, I want him to pay the price!"
Lies can be covered up, but eyes cannot deceive anyone.
Especially when ntioning Samuel Grant’s na, she gritted her teeth as she said it.
William Foster couldn’t understand what happened between her and Samuel Grant.
And didn’t know what the matter with those four lives was, but her words indeed piqued his great interest.
"Miss Bennett, there’s never a shortage of cooperation opportunities for Foster, yet what I truly lack is a Madam Foster."
Clara Bennett’s heart skipped a beat.
William Foster noticed her surprised expression, smiled slightly, "Think it over carefully, how about it?"
In the Capital City, who doesn’t know the eldest Miss Bennett is head over heels in love, following Samuel Grant like a lap dog.
Only wishing to marry him and beco his wife.
"Alright!" Clara Bennett snapped back to her senses, joyfully agreeing.
How does inability to produce heirs matter compared to that rogue Samuel Grant, who’s despicable a thousand tis over!
Clara Bennett knew William Foster urgently needed a wife now to silence the outside rumors.
And she was clearly the most suitable choice.
Not clingy, not trying to plot anything, and having no improper desires toward him.
William Foster raised his eyebrow, casually said, "Don’t rush to answer, what I want is a real wife, not just a façade or an exchange of benefits."
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